Sunday morning on Manly Beach is a hive of activity from an early hour. There were surf club competitions taking place that involved swimming out to a set of markers and back. There were mature (silver) surfers marching up and down practising for their competitions. There were joggers, walkers, supporters and food stalls which all contributed to a carnival atmosphere.
By midday we were packed up and set off for the drive to Manyana where Emma had rented a beachside house for us all to stay in the following week. Manyana was located some 250 kilometres (180 miles) south of Sydney and the drive down the coastal road would have been stunning if it hadn’t started to rain. We stopped for a late lunch at a town called Berry coincidentally opposite a quilt shop – once again the secret society was at work! As closing time was approaching and we had a few miles still to go, a note was made to call in on the way back to Sydney.
We arrived at Manyana to be welcomed by a family of kangaroos grazing by the side of the road – the first we had seen, what excitement!
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Ha ha. Mike, you sound just like Bill Bryson! Silver surfers and secret quilters... So glad ur having such a lovely time with Emm and Charlie :-) Mark has decided he fancies living in Australia, I told him that's fine..he can live there with you and me and Mum can stay here! Looking forward to having you both back in this country I must say :) Lots of love xxxx
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