Just a quick note from the inner suburbs of Melbourne. Elf and the kids and I have lurched all over town today, with various public transport problems and toilet issues dogging us. At last we are home at our downtown pad, staying with Vincent and Andy and the twins Alastair and Isabelle. There are kiddie gates everywhere as they live on 3 levels. I have just spilled a beer downstairs across level 2 and parts of level 1, while grappling with a kiddie gate. A fitting postscript to a difficult day. Saw following graffiti near Burnley train station: SLOTH FRESH.