We were about 30 minutes early arriving in Perth. We declared the Branston pickle to customs that I'd brought over for on request and our passage through was uneventful. The drive from the airport to my brother Adrian's house seemed to past very quickly and when we arrived he, and his bride-to-be Tracey, were there to greet us. It was good to meet Tracey after chatting on the internet and to introduce them to Sally.
We spent a very pleasant evening drinking beer and watching Age (as we him) assemble a new patio heater. I drank rather more beer than I'm used to these days and Age and Tracey had a bit of practice doing the bridal waltz.
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