Hello everyone. This site is bringing back so many memories.
We were in Perth for four weeks and had managed to find a superb rental in a nice part of town. The owner was lovely and it was a win-win because she used our rent money to go on holiday to the barrier reef
One night I woke up to loud music and talking next door. I tried for hours to sleep to no avail. Eventually in the early hours of the morning I got up, dressed and knocked on their door.
The door was half opened very defensively - he was expecting a complaint.
I introduced myself as the next door neighbour, no I wasn’t complaining just curious.
The door swung open and I was invited in to meet the crowd. A beer was planted in my hand and people came over to say Hi.
It appeared to be a Posh and Becks obsession party. Everyone was smartly dressed and the girls all had black hair. The only topic of conversation was their heroes. They were all trying to imitate a British accent and holding their glasses with a little finger protruding.
So I sat there feeling stupid in casual clothes, trying to join in.
After an hour or so I made my excuses and left.
I got back to realise that in my half asleep state I had been sitting there with my jumper inside out!!
I wonder what Crocodile Dundee would have thought?
Just bein friendly Cobber.
Caroline 
