It feels like gloating, to go on and on, about how beautiful Sydney is in summer. Especially through the week when most folk work. The parks and beaches are relatively deserted. This is my hard-earned payoff for working weekends. Time off through the week which allows me to enjoy our glorious weather. If I’m not bushwalking, I’m on a pushbike, recovering lost condition, from too many nights of sedentary cab driving, and blogging.
Once a fortnight, I take an old mate to see a specialist in Mosman. This gives me an hour to kill around the Harbour, on the north shore. Yesterday evening I returned, this time choosing Balmoral Beach to visit. Located on Middle Harbour and facing east through the Heads, Balmoral is one of the most exclusive neighbourhoods in town. Traditionally an old-money enclave, it has in recent times, been overtaken by a brash, sexy Sydney.