I was browsing my Melbourne photos the other night and it occurred to me that, despite my best intentions not to live my year out as one big Australian cliché, it could be argued that's exactly what I ended up doing. Witness the evidence below...
Walking on a deserted beach in Northern New South Wales..
Obtaining the mandatory "thong tan"..
Sailing around the Whitsundays, complete with wide brimmed hat and stubbie..
Doing my bit for charity..
Getting up close and personal with the native wildlife..
Buying into the Australian obsession with theme parties..
Spilling wine all over myself at the sheer sight of Kylie..
And, of course, soaking up the sun with a bottle of bubbles..
All up, it was a ball:-)