Work is finished for me. I did have a rather busy night, and not really much chance to sleep. When I say not much chance, I think only did two jobs from 2 until 8 in the morning, but that's unusual for Mandurah. After getting away a little late, I headed home.
While driving up to the city, I thought that I had better drop off the keys to the beach house, so made a little diversion (it was only supposed to be about 5 minutes out the way). That was in Victoria Park (which if you remember was where I was working for the past two months).
My tummy started to talk to me, and I remembered an Indonesia Cafe close by. My goodness, I'd forgotten how good and authentic the chicken satay was. After I munched through those (only 6 sticks) I had a real taste for Indonesia food, so I ordered a bowl of Soto Ayam. (Soto Ayam – Indonesia for chicken soup – is hard to describe, but here goes; a clear very tasty chicken soup and then on the side there is a whole selection of shredded chicken, vegetables, rice and rice vermicelli, a boiled egg and crispy onions that you add to the soup. It is actually a breakfast dish in most places in Indonesia).
The rest of the day I didn't do much, as my tummy was full, and I was feeling weary from the previous night's excursions. More TV under the blanket, and a few gallons of my favourite drink, before going to the local hotel to watch some of the Test Cricket of South Africa v. England, and then some live band. They weren't too good, but better than some I've seen in there.
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