I wanted ta shoot off ta Sydney with Grandma and Grandpa; nah… not allowed ta go 
So I told Grandpa… ya better take some pictures…!!
“I always do what I’m told 
so here ya go. See we did really go there!
See….. Opera House… oh, and Auntie Anniee, Uncle Morgwn and Grandma too “
Grandpa reckons Uncle Morgwn’s been checkin’ out some suitable real estate down there, for when I go ta visit. He looked at Brett Whiteley’s old studio (he doesn’t need it any more) but someone else was in there already… shucks, I coulda settled into Surrey Hills no probs! Plus it’s an art gallery now… heaps of Whiteleys, nude models, sketch artists, the whole bit.
I tell ya that mob can eat!! Auntie Anniee’s mum, Ms To, shouted ‘em all to tea at the Iron Chef in Cabramatta… yummm… stir fried crab!! and they reckon that was just the start of it
