I think Corey Worthington has moved into my street. Remember Corey? Australia’s most infamous party organising teenager. Since the lifting of restrictions, I’ve got to say Bondi has gone wild. For the past two nights, I’ve had a bunch of annoying punks keeping me awake until 4am (I think it’s the same bunch still going from Friday). Surely you’ve got better things to do than stand in your back yard, wasted, singing out of tune on a cold winters night (especially on a Sunday night) We’re over it – and there’s not going to be a sequel tonight. Big Brother wants you out Corey!
It was a great weekend of surfing for beaches facing east — plenty of swell and clean conditions amongst sunshine.
Today we’ve only got the leftovers as the swell is dropping fast. South facing Bondi neglects these east swells and is pretty tiny. No banks south of the tower anyway.
Have a good week, uge
Uge, given the hours you work, I’d be fighting fire with fire. When you set off to capture the sunrise at 5.30 am, crank up some Rick Astley to 11 to give those hungover punks a taste of their own medicine.
I’ve got the kids locked and loaded, we just need to make sure we’ve got the address correct.
Give ‘em all you got Uge! I once had neighbours like that, I would crank up the Pink Floyd at 7.30am, and start the lawnmower 🤬🤬