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If there's anything nicer than bowling along a sidewalk on a bicycle at the Gold Coast, I have no idea what it is - and I am disinclined to find out.
Rainbow lorikeets were swinging upside down from the palm trees. Thunderclouds stood like serried ranks of dragons on the horizon. The breeze was cool and smelled of sea-salt and frangipani.
The sun beamed down benignly on everything.
Life is good.
And I'm up here until Christmas.
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