seagulls and doyles

In my determination not to give into jetlag, but noticeably disoriented and wobbly, I find that without thinking I have got on a ferry to Watsons Bay; focusing on a single goal of getting take-away fish and chips from the famous Doyles for my lunch.  Then sitting in the glorious sunshine on the sand (like any decent Brit I expect to get excited by sunshine/beach for at least the next 3 months) with that fab view back to the city. Interrupted only by seagulls squabbling.