The red building next to "Local Shopping" is the local pub
We made an early start on Monday and arrived at the railhead in Bomaderry well before our friends at the WELCOME Chinese Restaurant had opened up. The new MG3 was a joy to drive, and call it "confirmation bias" but we seemed to see many more MGs than before.
Since we had booked into the Bomaderry pub for the night, we spent all day exploring Bomaderry, having lunch with our friends at the WELCOME Chinese Restaurant, and an evening out at the Bomaderry Bowling Club.
The train trip from Bomaderry to Sydney Central has nineteen stops and takes about three hours. Some commuters do it every day - there and back! Watching them curl up in a sleepy huddle, I reflected on how lucky I was that for most of my life I never lived more than half-an-hour away from work - and often less than half an hour's walking distance!
I spent more time waiting than actually seeing the surgeon who had operated on me more than five years ago, while Padma played with jigsaw puzzles in the patients' lounge, "Open your mouth! Say 'aaah'! Good!" Everything seemed fine but he did say I should control my op-shop addiction. He's off on a week-long holiday to Japan, so I bowed deeply, wished him "Sayonara!", and paid the obligatory $165 on the way out (plus the $114.90 he'd already charged to my Medicare card).
Back to Sydney Central and a quick snack at airport prices before we boarded the next train back to Bomaderry and another night in the pub.
Padma said a funny thing even before we had left "Riverbend": "I wished we were already back again!" Those were my thoughts exactly! The ties that bind us to "Riverbend" seem to have become unbreakable chains.
