Cultural event
We docked in Sydney today. The harbour truly is spectacular. That odious little hose head of a Prime Minister was waiting to "welcome" us. The press clearly caught on to the chilly atmosphere as their dozens of photos of what I suppose I must describe as me scowling at the PM.
I'm very glad that after the tour of Sydney and a brief reception, Rory and I returned to Britannia. The PM seemed surprised. I know that it's childish and petty but it does feel a bit good to show him my anger.
Tomorrow I'll attend an "Anglican Church of Australia" service before tea with the governor of New South Wales.