Just a normal Sunday

A few weeks ago we went to Brighton-le-Sands, not to be confused with Brighton in the UK.  It is is a part of Sydney where I like to walk around because you see people of all different nationalities. All the new Australians with their families have picnics in the park or on the beach, and it looks very cosy. It is on Botany Bay so you don't have the big waves like you have on the surf beaches. There are loads of restaurants, Greek, Italian, Lebanese etc. We ended up in an Italian place, and had oysters and some other nice dishes. In fact it is sometime called 'Little Greece by the Bay'.

Just south of Brighton-le-Sands is another similarly multicultural suburb called Sans Souci.  Surprisingly enough, the obvious nickname has not been adopted, although the local pronunciation of the name (san suzie) leaves something to be desired!

In the evening we had a hail storm, and hubby rushed out and drove the car up to the undercover shopping center across the street to protect it from being damaged. He was not the only one having that idea.

If you are my Fb friend you might have seen that our son's cat has been returned after a seven-month absence. We will probably never know where he has been, since he won't tell us, but since he had a chip in his ear, it was possible for a vet to contact our son, the owner, and let him know where he could pick him up.

Since his disappearance happened on hubby's watch, he is particularly pleased to see the cat back and is spoiling him silly.