Election day

While news agency photographers in Sydney were no doubt wandering down to Bondi to shoot lifesavers voting in their budgiesmugglers, I hauled on my wet weather gear, jumped on the bicycle and pedalled across town to the Australian embassy where I was able to do my civic duty and vote the Coalition out of office.
I've been following the polls pretty closely and it looks like the end of Howard, but I fear my local member, Phillip Ruddock, is safe in Berowra. If he does get kicked out, I think I'll fly over and celebrate myself.
I always seem to miss these generational changes in political leadership - I was in Amsterdam when Tony Blair finally kicked the Tories out of office in and now I'm on the wrong side of the world when Howard gets what's been coming to him for the last two elections.
Does this mean Peter Garrett becomes a Cabinet minister? How cool is that?

Us

For those of you who've forgotten what we look like. Here's a picture of the handsome Corder family.

Saturday hockey victories

For the first time, both Esther and Julia played hockey this morning and they both won. Esther's team had taken a few nasty beatings while I was in France for the rugby, but had started fighting back by the time I got home and the first time I watched them they lost 2-1 thanks to a goal deep in injury time despite the fact that nobody had been injured. Referee's watch stopped. Scandal. Letters to the Royal Dutch Hockey Union. Sadly the score stood.
However, today they put that disappointment behind them with a 7-0 (or 8-0, you kind of lose count) victory over Leiden and Oesgeest. Esther grabbed a first-half hat-trick (while I was watching Julia) and added two more after the break by which time I'd arrived.

Meanwhile, Julia had marked her first competitive match with four goals in a 10-3(ish) win over Ypenburg on a very fancy water-based pitch.
Tears of pride and joy were very nearly shed on the sidelines of both pitches.