Shona trying her hardest to look happy about getting her photo taken…
Apparently we need to beware the tiny train of Newington!
(If you have a flickr account you should be able to view a much larger (and better) size if you click on the pic)
I always feel like I am cheating when I take a picture of Sydney Harbour. It’s hard to take a bad picture of this place. Nice water, amazing buildings, great light (usually) good weather… What’s not to love!
Of course, maybe I’m more of a cliche than a cheater, but that’s OK.
Over the last couple of weeks, I have been in there almost half a dozen times. Once for my city fun with N8 (not the order…. whinger!) Joel, Andy & Robbie. I’ve been in a couple of times & to a couple of different places with Shona. Two nights ago I was down having a chat with Allison & then last night I was in again, this time with Deb & Lyndell & the always enjoyable Davitch!
I’m trying to think of somewhere better to be able to hang out & just chat. If you managed to organise a bottle of wine, maybe a little cheese & a bit of chocolate (all of which are off limits at the moment. Damn!!) then you have pretty much the perfect venue.
So, if you want to hang out and chat some time, and you don’t mind my getting up every once in a while to fire off a couple of shots on the old Canon, then drop in to the North Shore of the harbour & I’ll be there!
P.S. I apologise for the inane writing I’ve had up over the last little while. The creative monkey escaped the cage & is currently at large in parts unknown!
Congrats Ads & the lovely Ed!
They’re not dentists, but I still wont show you their faces…
You see apparently I don’t mention N8 & Matty enough on my blog.
Well… two of my best mates are called Matty & N8.
(you’ll get a proper blog one day!)
This was Luke’s (left) impression of how he would like to stand up the front while James (right) gets married.
Shire boys & shirtlessness……. I’m glad both these boys are married to lovely girls, otherwise I might worry for them!
Before the throne of God above
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Before the throne of God above
I have a strong, a perfect plea:
a great High Priest, whose name is Love,
who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is graven on his hands,
my name is written on his heart;
I know that while in heaven he stands
no tongue can bid me thence depart.
When Satan tempts me to despair,
and tells me of the guilt within,
upward I look, and see him there
who made an end of all my sin.
Because the sinless Savior died,
my sinful soul is counted free;
for God, the Just, is satisfied
to look on him and pardon me.
Behold him there! the risen Lamb!
My perfect, spotless Righteousness,
the great unchangeable I AM,
the King of glory and of grace!
One with himself, I cannot die;
my soul is purchased by his blood;
my life is hid with Christ on high,
with Christ, my Savior and my God.
Hufflepuff & Ads show me how it’s done!
P.S. Can anyone guess what TCFS stands for?
I’ve been hoping to spend a couple of nights working on my night photography. I forgot how much I love it!
Tonight was also a great chance to catch up with Joel, N8, Robbie & Andy. Good times!
I’m camping with youth group kids for the next couple of days, so I’ll be back just in time for the weekend.
L8er dudes