What a Surprise!

Being Darlinghurst brats, R and I weren’t in the habit of popping over to Paddington to have a slap up dinner at one of the new pub eateries there, but it had been a frenetic couple of weeks and a bit of a TGIF treat seemed in order.  Rather than go home to change after work we’d decided to rendez-vous there, and had made a reservation, to be sure of a table, should we be held up at work.

It was a beautiful meal, as promised, and we lingered over liqueur and coffee, catching up and actually having a ‘date night’, which in truth we should have done more often.  Wandering home afterwards, still chattering and deeply engrossed, we became aware there’d been rain – heavy by the looks.  We hadn’t heard it.

Not wishing the night to end, we decided on a nightcap out in the garden.  R went to fetch that bottle of Cointreau we’d kept after my birthday party.  I gathered a cloth and a couple of glasses, and headed for the back door.  It wouldn’t open.  Something dark was leaning up against it.

There’d been a mini-tornado at our house, and a branch of the tree had come crashing down, coming to rest at the back door.  What a surprise!

R immediately set about freeing us – but of course, being inner-city dwellers we didn’t have an axe, or a chain-saw, even a tomahawk …  It was a few days before we were able to completely dismember the offending limb, but you can see how big it was, from the photo I took the next day, after we’d cleared up a bit and R was out scouting for suitable equipment.

A little surprise

And weren’t we lucky – virtually no damage at all, and the city arborist pronounced the tree  safer than before – it wouldn’t have to be removed.

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27 thoughts on “What a Surprise!

  1. When we visited Sydney we stayed in Darlinghurst! Had an amazing time and loved that neighborhood. I was in awe of trees in Australia – all shapes and sizes, extraordinary. I am glad yours didn’t do any damage, you were lucky!

    • All so different to you in Jamaica, or England for that matter. R – an ex-Canadian – used to say the trees looked weird, not the perfect broccoli shape he associated with trees at all!

      Darlinghurst’s great, isn’t it? We lived there back in the 80s, before it became really trendy, so it had a nice edge to it – a bit of swish here, a bit of grunge there … and one of Sydney’s best Indian restaurants, Oh Calcutta, opened the week we moved in, so it was our ‘local’ all the time we lived there.

  2. We could have been neighbours as we lived in the Cross and Potts Point. Ventured into Darlinghurst to go drinking down Oxford Street, and to walk through to the football ground once. Drank in Darlinghurst Road a few times too. We mostly ate in the Cross though, so I wouldn’t have known any flash eateries in Paddington.

    Interesting that losing such a huge part of the tree made it safer though.

    • It had something to do with removing the ‘basket’ where the three limbs had branched out from the main trunk. Now, he said, debris and water would flow out and not gather in the basket.

      I loved Darlinghurst. I went to boarding school there, so it was virtually my ‘hometown’. To me it was the centre of everything – the hub from which to reach the City, the Cross and Potts Point, Edgecliff, Double Bay and Watson’s Bay, or Paddington and Bondi.

      • I was only there a year or so (85) but I loved that whole area. There was everything and we could walk into the city, down to the bays (Elizabeth, Rushcutters – or further away Double Bay, where I got my wedding dress made at Miss Brown’s boutique). I’d jump on the train at the Cross and go swimming at the Leagues club too (Bondi Junction). Botanical gardens, the Opera House, the bridge, such international landmarks within a stone’s throw. We stayed in one flat (basically flat sitting for a friend who had gone up north) and had a great view of the bridge. Happy days. It’s one reason we like gib, it does remind us of our Sydney life.

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  4. The garden looks beautiful, that’s my kind of garden; one with trees and shade to protect one from the mid-day sun, and throw shadows at night to make it dreamy and snug. Glad you had the nightcap, and a clean up the next day.

  5. Sounded like a magical evening til you got home…i loved Darlinghurst and Paddington…but when I was back in 2007 I was so shocked at how trendy those areas had become…and a little sad…Happy holidays !!!!

  6. Good Lord! You were lucky… 😦
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