Sitting here wondering if I'm Pollyanna or Eeyore - Day 40: A Fair Day indeed

Back to Fair Day after missing it last year (was over it and needed a break).

Got there about 11, wandered around with Steve and Waz till 12.30 when Steve left to go to first ACO concert of the year, sawJustin and Sunny, and Luke at the Big Blue Tarp and said Hi to Fahmi at SUBS stall and brief chat with Alex Greenwich.

Hot as usual but fun and about 1pm Waz and I walked back via King Street with a stop at Coopers for a cooling drink before heading home.

Then off to see the musical play Falsettos at the new Darlinghurst Theatre at 5pm with free tickets I won! Yay! It was fabulous - funny, revealing and the songs and story were superb. (Steve made it with time to spare from ACO which finished at 4.15pm)

Followed it up with dinner at Grill'd just off Oxford Street.

Holding the Reins of the Runaway Extrovert 2013: Day 60 - Lots of rain ... the last broadsheet Herald ... and Torch Song Trilogy

So it rained. A LOT.

And it was the last time the Sydney Morning Herald would be published as a broadsheet - it switches to a tabloid ... sorry "compact" form on Monday - and so I bought two copies of what Steve calls the Sydney Morning Weekly (its gone downhill in recent years) ...

And then off to see Torch Song Trilogy at the Darlinghurst Theatre.

Swimming Pretty in the Glass-Half-Full 2012: Day 76 - All the world's a play we've seen before

In this case a play out on by Cityrail.

After last night's fiasco, they did it again tonight. Granted not on as grand a scale, but on the exact line I needed - the Bondi Junction line. My plan had seemed trouble free. Leave work, get a train to Town Hall, go to King's Cross, get off, meet friends, and my beautiful man, and see a play.

But thanks to Cityrail's inability to run a train network - kind of deal breaker when that's all you're tasked with doing - my simple plan became a complicated meet Fahmi in the City, run over to Bathurst Street, jump with as much speed as possible into my guy's car (thankfully he hadn't reached the city when the plan burst into flames) and get to King's Cross 1/2 hour late.

We still managed to get dinner at the gorgeous Anong Thai - both food and service are stellar - and get to the play, The Paris Letter, in time. The play was awesome as was the cherry and cheese strudel we had at Maggie's German restaurant afterwards and the company of my wonderful friends.