Double Pay

If you are staying in Sydney it should be against the law NOT to go on a ferry ride. It effectively costs nothing and there is so much to see. Here we are leaving Circular Quay for the umpteenth time in my life, headed for Double Bay. Locals often refer to it as "Double Pay" because (it seems) only certified multi millionaires are allowed to live there. Anyone seen driving anything less than last year's Porsche can be summarily removed, I hear, so that  decent affluent folk can swan around without risk of harassment by the riff raff. I wore a Rolex look-alike watch so's I might pass muster at a glance. Norma made sure to wear the Ray Bans. That helped, I think, ... but then Norma has a sort of prosperous demeanour  anyway. I always stick close to her under such circumstances and let her do the talking.
 
We travelled on one of the "First Fleet" ferries which were introduced into harbour service in 1988, marking 200 years since the arrival of the original first fleet. Despite their age, these vessels (seen here at Double Bay wharf) have been recently refitted and restored to within an inch of their lives. They have always been popular, because of the generous outdoor seating. Each of the ferries is named after one of the first fleet ships. "Sirius", a Royal Navy sloop (sometimes incorrectly classed as a frigate), was one of two official escorts on the historic voyage.
 
In the extra we are returning via the Opera House. The window isn't covered in rain droplets but spray. It was a trifle rough today. The decorations which adorn every lamp post in Double Pay Bay are illustrated in extra 2.
 
I HAD planned to catch up with my blipping and comments today. Unfortunately Blipfoto was down for most of the time and now that it's up again,  I'm off to bed. Oh well. There's always tomorrow.