Graham and Margaret

When news of our impending trip to Australia reached my uncle Alan (my mom's brother) he mentioned that there was a cousin who lived in Sydney. And so, pictured below is my mother's ("long lost") cousin, Graham, and his wife, Margaret. Although I'm not sure what that makes them to me. My cousin once removed? Twice removed? A second cousin? I'm not sure. It doesn't really matter, they're family. I'd just like to take this opportunity to say thank you to Graham and Margaret for opening up their home; for their kindness, hospitality, tour guide skills and great sense of humour. We only wish we could have stayed longer. Another time perhaps. And if you're ever in Canada...

Me, Graham and Margaret outside an Irish Pub in The Rocks:
























Here's a picture of something so brilliant and useful, I'm sure it saves many tourist's lives every day. If only they did this everywhere in Australia: