Up and away on schedule from home. Canberra Cabs failed to deliver again, so we were rescued by our good neighbour Ian, who drove us to the Jolimont coach station. Canberra was cold, sunny and pink (plum blossom) as we left exactly on time and pulled into the Sydney International Terminal three hours later at 1200. Check in and security were both routine; we had a bite to eat as we watched Serena[?] Williams win the women's tennis final in New York.
I am using the free [and rather slow] Optus internet terminal in the departure lounge. No sign yet of our Airbus 380. Nine hours to Singapore will be about the time I was on the operating table for my cancer surgery. Then will come the red-eye special non stop to Manchester.
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