Yesterday five friends and I got together despite it being taboo. It was the third day of Chinese New Year and according to popular superstition, one should stay home or risk disputes and arguments.
Being contrary, I ignored the soothsayers and met up with my friends to explore the Wendy Whiteley garden above Lavender Bay. Wendy was wife of Brett Whiteley who painted many of his famous works from their home overlooking the Sydney Harbour Bridge. Wendy extended their garden beyond their grounds and transformed a parcel of disused railway land into a maze of native and exotic plants, orchard and vegetable garden.
The topography afforded many meandering paths on several levels so that while we were wandering about, we lost sight of each other.
However, that’s the extent of our separation; we soon regrouped and enjoyed a picnic prepared by Jan who made our sandwiches to order. She even made two version of my order of egg sandwiches –with tarragon and chives. Yum. Thanks, Jan!
Afterwards we all piled onto the Friendship, the ferry named after one of the First Fleet and enjoyed cold drinks outside Customs House Library at Circular Quay, where the impoverished City of Sydney recycled decorations from 2011, the Year of the Rabbit, to celebrate this New Year, the Year of the Fire Monkey. However, outside the Sydney Opera House are three inflated facsimiles of monkeys in bright colours.
I asked my friends to pose as monkeys for me. They refused, but we are still friends.