Just in case the last post makes you think it's all been doom and gloom with us over the past few weeks, we also paid a visit to the wonderful Canberra the weekend before our neighbour trauma.
Canberra gets a bad rap among Australians, who see it as a boring mix of roundabouts and Little Boxes-style dormitory suburbs. But those who live there are, if not fiercely loyal (Canberrans are rarely fierce by nature), then at least appreciative of its benefits: big city-style services and attractions in a small town-sized place, a relaxed pace of life, lots of nature and personal space all around, plenty of well-informed, intelligent people.
We visited a schoolfriend of Kate's who she'd last met around 15 years ago; on a blazing Canberra summer afternoon, we all headed down to the sculpture garden at the National Gallery of Australia. It was a wonderful, peaceful time - especially compared to what happened the next day when we got back to Sydney.
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