Our Sydney Rooming house
This old Victorian home could tell a lot of stories I am sure and it was an unlikely place to end up but we seemed to make it work. There were two buildings separated by a courtyard. One of our rooms was in the main building which had Tracie and I and the two girls in bunks and our own private toilet and shower. The boys and Stan stayed in the other building across the way and trekked to us each morning to meet up for breakfast. The crew would then pile into the van and head off to the Masters venue to cheer on their old dad or parents whatever the case. It was quite cute to see the girls making go Canada go signs in crayon and pencil crayons. I am sure they riled our opponents with their devoted cheers.
No comments:
Post a Comment