Walkies!

Gary has been 'between jobs' for the past few months. He reckons the job market is the pits at the moment but to his credit he is still relatively upbeat most the time. Poor bugger. I see him hunched over his PC feverishly typing out applications to various jobs and refining his CV (his nose growing ever longer!) but so far to no avail. The upside to this is I get to see more of him throughout the day - yah!

In between applying for jobs, chores and learning about the wonders of the internet, we often go on long walks around the neighbourhood and laze about at coffee shops, catch up with friends or just chill at home. Gary says this is good thinking time, and will yield benefits in the long run. Mmmm...

A typical walk would take us out of our immediate neighbourhood, through a tunnel, along the Brisbane River and up to Milton's famous Park Road. We'd stop at our favourite coffee shop, Mary Ryan's where Gary would have a flat white and I'll enjoy a bowl of water.

If I'm lucky a pretty girl would 'ooh' and 'ahh' and tickle me behind the ears. If Gary is super lucky he may get a smile and a friendly chat. This seems to please him no end. Our route home would take us pass the dog park where we'd usually stop for a play. All the while, Gary would have his Ipod on. When he hears something he fancies, he'll sometimes play air-guitar. Silly duffer.

We love this time of year in our home town. Days are warm, nights are cool; the stifling humidity yet to set in. But forget what the tourist board tells you. Brisbane has basically three seasons: 'summer-lite', 'summer' and 'shit, let's get out of here!'