Day 3

up at crack of dawn again, took 2 kids out for a walk at 6am, went down to see the ferries and play on the parks and swings, all went well for about an hour until jack came running up to my bench, put his hands out to grab the seat part, missed, and connected fully with his bottom teeth and lip on the wood, blood exploded every but thankfully no teeth, picked him up and carried him home with Jim following behind, got him to stop crying relatively quickly by reading house numbers. He was even walking by the time we got back to the house, then he saw jenny and started over again, trauma, momma, drama etc.After a breakfast of 12 scambled eggs, half a pound of proscuitto, and 2 loavs of bread, we setoff on the ferry to get tothe CBD of sydney to find our bank and get our bank cards etc.Having never experienced the big city, the kids thought is was some great big urban playground, so the whole 'education' process started again, stop means stop, no running, wait for mummy and daddy etc. bloody nightmare. The they all started singing Pink's like a pill at the top of their voices for nor reason at all. Found the bank and went in where a very nice vietnemese lady took care of us. I got her phone number and the email address of the IT boss of the bank so i'll send off my CV soon.We found a virgin mobile phone shop and bought jen a simcard for her exisiting phone and myself a new $40 cheapyphone, to be upgraded when i'm working again. Had an excellent lunch in a food court, i'd forgotten how good the food was out here,This was like an everyday busy mall, but we sat outside and all the staff were friendly and positive and I had some excellent squid, jen had a great looking salad and the boys shared a burger and chips, but the quality was outstanding, can't wait to try a restaurant if this is what the 'little chefs' are like! So, ferry back home, more playgrounds and big ham andwiches for tea, then kids in bed and the adults sat around and chatted and drank, bed at 11.30pm feeling pretty good.