I'm Torn

10 March – Escaped the clutches of Redfern as early as my hangover would allow.  Forgot how much the ride to Coogee can hurt but it’s a good kind of hurt.  Whilst lovely to be at the beach on a summer day confessed that the lure of solace in the bandwidth was too great a lure and managed to fix a number of pressing issues that have been vexing me since the switch to Mac – many more where they came from but a step was made.  Was torn between multiple responsibilities for the day and was wracked with guilt about having to take the easy option – there was no pretending to be a 007 at her majesty’s service on this day and there was an unexpected individual watching the Waratahs being bested by the South Africans at the rugby that night.  I didn’t expect to finish the evening being entertained (?) by the CEO of CommBank at his house but, then again, you never do.