In Brisbane

I flew out of PNG on Friday, and made it back to Brisbane in one piece to spend some time with Dave, Tiff and my niece, the gorgeous Bethany! A wonderful couple of days - if you don't count the debacle of Collingwood v Brisbane at the Gabba on Saturday night. The game was a lost cause, but it was great to go to the cheersquad function before hand at the Hotel Broadway. We got to meet the infamous Ronnie Wearmouth, and listen to one of Joffa's better speeches. Pity about the rest of the night. Made up for it on Sunday with a leisurely stroll around Southbank and the QLD Art Gallery. Fortunately for us ice-cream was on hand, otherwise Tiff may have gone on a rampage...