Fortunately, Uncle Brian had told me about Grayso Perry and I was able to view the show about his journey of redemption on behalf of the English to the German sister city of Chelmsford.
The journey was also a pilgrimage of sorts for his teddy, Alan Measles.
Alan rode pillion in a purpose built shrine on the back of a purpose built motor cycle created for the journey.
How close is our hotel to the action? Very close. We have walked past Circular Quay and viewed the market stalls and craftsmen making the rolled lollies.
Hard yakka.
Taking some sustenance at Swagmans in The Rocks. Still waiting for our vege sandwich. Weren't allowed to have the burger and chips cause it's not lunchtime yet. (Bossy Liz).