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Home, work and nearly back to choir...

Well, Dear Reader, you must have wondered what happened to me. Although I have actually run in to many of my loyal blog-readers in person since returning home I have not done as I promised and written a finishing post.

The time in KL was lovely, but it was even better to arrive in Adelaide. The twenty weary choristers and tagalongs who returned together were very pleased to clear customs and see our families, or in my case, my driver from Adelaide Impressions who loaded all eight of my cases for their penultimate run, back to my place. They have since been emptied of their robes and music, which have been rehung and sorted in that order. It took me more than a week to achieve this, as I was rather slow in recovering from the trip home. I blame, in order...
  1. the communal cold, which made my sinuses feel like there was a little man inside with silver hammers trying to get out. Much worse at however-many-thousand feet. Better now
  2. jet lag - yes I had some
  3. going out Thursday night for a GREAT dinner, but perhaps too early for that much wine, therefore was "tired and emotional" on the Friday
  4. Tour Down Under - more fun to watch the bikes go past the Cathedral than to unpack suitcases
  5. returning to work - although the few days off before this was a great thing, and having Australia Day off midweek to go to the ODI cricket was also a great thing
  6. the hot weather, which has finally broken today
The imperative to finish this is that Lavinia will need access to the end in case she needs anything for the next edition of Cathedral Notes. Good luck, Doll!

A few photos...
What we passed on the way to dinner

Our table at the final dinner

The Boss

The Director of Fun looking serious...

...but not...

...for long!

Remember that little room I told you about in our hotel. Well here it is...






Once we got home it was time for the Tour Down Under, with a picnic lunch on the Memorial Garden lawns and in the Deanery Garden. Thanks Ian and Sarah!




COOEE!


Hello Dolly!


Three Kings






















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