Back from this is not art last night, and sorely under prepared for errr, life, work .. anything? Left my house keys in a pair of trousers that made their way back to Sydney independantly of me… luckily Lucyi let me in first thing before work. However, so glad was I to be indoors that in my haste to shower I missed Lucyi leaving and locking the front security door..so progressed from being locked out to being locked in in one easy step. Hrm. Decided the only option was to leave the back door open, and make a run for the back lane before the electric garage door shuts (there is a remote control but who knows where)… so I did a real Indiana Jones style dash from the back door, across the lawn, skip and a jump using some corrugated iron sheets to propell myself past the car and smartly into a commando roll under the fast closing metal shutter. Landed on my back but otherwise unharmed.

Feeling quite pleased with myself and grinning broadly I looked up from my dusty touchdown to see several daypack carrying students looking down nervously at me. I thought it best to just jump up, and walk confidently away, as if pitting oneself against the garage doors was a pasttime many people enjoy, first thing before work.