We went to the City to Surf today. Akino ran and I was the head of the support crew. Spike had to stay home and guard the house.
So, I dropped Akino off at the start line;
and made my way to the finish line;
While I was waiting for Akino, I met "Gift the Poet", who gave me a poem and asked for a donation. This is "Gift";
Gift is apparently living at the pavilion on Bondi Beach along with a group of like-minded chaps. For one reason or another they've got nowhere else to live and so they live there. The council appear to have given their tacit approval and everybody gets on with life.
Around about now, a few members of the NSW Police force arrived. They took exception to the fact that my new friends were drinking alcohol. I found this odd, because within 50 metres were a number of families enjoying the sun and having a beer. The police seemed uninterested in that and proceeded to empty out the drinks of my friends.
I took some photos (which also caused some concern amongst NSW's finest) and here they are.
It was about now that I remembered that I hadn't recharged the battery in my camera. Doh! So you will have to be content with my assurance that Akino finished the race with her usual aplomb. We think she ran the 14km in under 80 mins, which is quite a good time for such a hilly race.
