Since we had a bit of a lie in this morning, Cillian was not amenable to his 10:30 nap. Instead we strolled down to East Sydney to see Joe the barber to have my wild mane tamed. Joe is a Glaswegian who has not returned to Scotland in 40 years, since he doesn't like to fly. He's a lovely man and charges the princely sum of $AU8. Still, I am not really testing his skills as its number 2 all over please. Cyclone Cillian slept for a bit, waking up in the barber shop but was good as gold.
After finishing with Joe and seeing that Cillian was in good form, we visited the State Library to see the World Press Photo exhibition. The standard of work on display was superb, focusing mainly on the many conflicts that are spread across the world, but also including nature and sport.
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