Day 32 ANZAC Day
Unlike many others in my street, I was up at 0530, into my suit and medal and out in my driveway at 0600 to play the full ANZAC service on my phone, courtesy of RSL Qld. There were a few of the suburban visitors parking their cars and getting ready for exercise. They ignored me even though you could clearly hear the Last Post.

Afterwards, we kitted up for a 11 km bike ride in search of a coffee and breakfast, which took us on a patrol to the south. Very few people in the 'hood, some dogs about and some Indigenous youths drinking beer, so all normal in the south. Finding our intended cafe closed, despite contary advice on their Facebook page, we rode down to the wharf and found Wharf 1 cafe not only open but a line up of middle aged cyclists waiting to be served by the lone waiter. A very average coffee and lousy egg benny roll, so back along the waterfront to home.

There seems to be a mood about. Something in the air. It is the prospect of the easing of restrictions. My tip is that those younger generation folk will go nuts and totally ignore any social distancing restrictions and if we had beaches here like Sydney, thet'd be all over each other like ants on honey. We shall see eh?

We logged onto the Queensland (or is it Brisbane?) Library site to access some foreign language movies. We have already seen a funny French movie, so today we watched a very good Italian movie. As it is a special day today, I broke the rule and had a Guinness with my meatloaf on biscuit for lunch and a little lie down after, so I will be good company for this evening's gin and tonic, to be taken at 1701 hrs.