A new week! A new day! A new country!

Yes! I flew in to Australia this weekend…(hang on, have I already mentioned that??? Mmm, thinking…thinking…Ooo, jet lag ) tinerate…where the temperature is a sticky 30C and climbing, but then, after all, it is summer

Anyhoo, it got me to contemplating…one of the most constant offers I’ve had since landing in this burnt oasis is “come round for a swim?”  It’s a question cum statement that Aussies seem to have perfected the art of. I like it!

So, it appears every second house has a pool as – and not saying that my research is scientific or hugely reliable for that matter but it is firsthand – I evidenced from my seat window of the plane.  Sapphire Blue. Aqua Marine. Cobalt…

Emerald Green. Black…

This is when I first got to thinking about poolside tables.

In weather like what mirrors July perfection in New York, what better way to wile away a meal than beneath the brolly beside a watery haven.

Nothing like taking a quick dip between courses or, if not wanting to upset the new blowout, dabbling one’s ankles over the edge

Till next time.

Tipsy Pipsy xo