You can’t take the Australian out of the girl – me – and it seems you can’t take the Englishness out of the man – Roland – although you’d think that, after all these years of living in our respective adopted countries, there might be more tolerance on my part and more observance to the Australian dress code on Roland’s. Imagine my surprise when I took my morning coffee out on the verandah and saw what our old friend was wearing as he read the paper… well, see for yourself…

I have a feeling he knew why I was laughing, especially when I started taking photo’s under the table!