Personally, I'm a bit over the whole harbour thing, as you can tell by my hand gesture. But it did put a smile on the manny's face and that was the whole point of the exercise.
I refused to even peek at the Opera House despite chere maman's best efforts.
When we got home I daydreamed about the Lovely Layla.
And hit upon a cunning wooing strategy.
I mean who can resist strawberry tart?
