Here I am, typing: all fingers and thumbs accounted for. That's right sports fans, Sydney couldn't finish the job it started so long ago. I walked through the valley of the shadow of death and swaggered out the other end boasting all appendages and a toothy grin from ear to ear.
That's not to say, of course, that the trip was incident free. For an hour and a half I was struck down by some bizarre fever. It was the best Sydney could throw at me, and it barely slowed me down.
Aside from that sinister business there was another aspect to the Sydney trip: meeting the The Missus' extended family. This went well, because when I wasn't devouring mountains of food, I was in hysterics, and it's hard to make a goose of yourself when you're mouth's full or you're laughing hard enough to bring on an asthma attack.
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