Lefty tighty, righty loosey
When Frank used to drive in the US when we were on business trips, he’d mutter “Righty tighty, lefty loosey” as he turned corners to make sure he ended up on the correct side of the road. Now that I am back in Australia, I guess I need to mutter the opposite when I drive around. I was a little nervous when I drove for the first time since returning today, but it was actually really easy. It’s good to know that I haven’t broken my brain permanently. Or at least not on that front.
Today was lunch with my mother and brother, a wander around the National Botanic gardens, and then a quick trip into the city. It’s interesting that all of Civic seems to be taken over by the Canberra Center (a shopping mall), which now consumes something like three more city blocks than it used to. Met Steve Walsh for beer, and then off to my mother-in-law’s for dinner.
Now I am at dad’s house, finishing up my talk for LUV tomorrow night. Wish me luck.