Friday was my little brother Marty's wedding. It was a brilliant day, but more about that later.
Step one in the big weekend was on Thursday night when everyone was around at Mum and Dads for the wedding eve. We were all sitting around trying to keep Marty as relaxed as possible (yeah right - the guy was basically asleep he was that relaxed) and then Ava decides to take her first steps (about 2 of them) right in front of all of us. She is a little star that girl, centre of attention.
Friday was wedding day, and unfortunately it was a bit grey when we got up, and it all looked a bit shaky given that it was supposed to be an outdoor event. Thankfully as the day continued to progress the rain held off, and everything went ahead as planned.
It was all happening at Balmoral beach, which is one of the Sydney harbour beaches. Marty looked sharp, Sacha looked amazing, and everything went off without any dramas. There were a bunch of folks there that we hadn't seen for ages, so basically a good time was had by all. There are photos a bit further down, but we will save those for last.
Saturday morning was hangover free, and we were off to vote!! Federal election day. In what was a bit of a surprise result given the extent of the thrashing, the government was kicked to the kerb. What is great about Aussie elections is that the result is pretty much always known a few hours after the polls close. None of this Irish malarkey where Enda Kenny still reckons to this day that he can find the numbers somewhere to form some kind of dysfunctional coalition and usher in the Fine Gael golden years.
Basically John Howard lost. Bad. Kind of like the political version of every tag rugby final I ever played in.
Today was super lazy, but tomorrow we are off to sunny Queensland up to Madonnas folks for about 2 weeks. Tomorrow I will also be formally accepting one of the job offers that I have up in Newcastle, so it will be another reasonably momentous day.
Given the acceptance of the job offer, it is a definite that we will be moving to Newcastle. We have been up there a few times in the last 2 weeks, and found the vibe to be quite acceptable. So goodbye Sydney with her traffic jams and non-existent public transport, and hello Newcastle with a 10 min bike ride to work, and equally non-existent public transport. ...and cheap rent, and 5 mins from everywhere to the beach.
OK. That is all for now. Please feel free to peruse the photos below at your leisure.

Marty in his wedding suit.... Almost. Well just the tie actually

Donny getting ready. It turns out that I am very bad at helping to straighten hair

The 3 of us bro's

Marty and Mum and Dad

Marty at Balmoral, waiting for the bride to appear

Marty, still waiting. It wasnt that she was late, we were just early

The 2 best men. I will leave it up to you to guess who is the better of the best's. (it is me)

Donny and my brother Pete's wife Lisa

Yours truly - looking good!!! And a bit bald.

Us

Us again!!

The kids, signing their lives away. (but in a good way - they are so cute and happy)

Me and Jesus. The guy had a ways to come, but all credit to him for turning up.

The Jamo boys and the Day kids. Basically our defacto siblings

The bro's and their lovely ladies

The stars of the show.

















































