However, as we all know, the day was cold, gloomy, rain-lashed and flood-ridden. It was awful. This particularly irritated me as I and my housemate were playing host to British guest who was celebrating his first Australia Day and I wanted it to be glorious and scream AUSTRALIA. Not be borderline Scarborough.
Nevertheless, we headed up the coast in the lashing rain and proceeded to have a pretty classic Australia Day. The only thing that was missing was the sunshine.
My friend Kiki (who just launched a new blog) decorating the Pavlova nice and early, before too much beer was consumed.
Kitsch Australiana: green and gold macarons, enormous glasses and decorative flags.
Applying temporary tattoos. Because on some days, you can leave the class behind.