Lit up

After spending the day turning the 'study' into a guest room and generally tidying up I went up to Waverley to meet the incoming Ogatodomar and guide him through of the mayhem of street closures and bus diversions.  Mr H cooked us his famous lamb balls and there were heroic quantities of booze and blether indulged in. Well, it was my birthday!

On the way down Jeffrey St to the station I noticed St Andrews house seemed to have all its lights on - office party, perhaps?