When I go travelling it’s normally off the beaten track, somewhere in the great Australian outback. This time I’m in Melbourne, and it’s a revelation.
Like all Sydneysiders I know Melbourne isn’t as good as people who live there think it is. It’s cold and grey, rains all the time, and it’s boring.
So why am I here? Well you might ask that. I’m here for the Grand Prix and because I have a good friend who lives in Melbourne.
And I’ve had a great four days.
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