Popped up to Brisbane on a Virgin Blue. Sounds like the start of a song or a poem, but it was the start of a magic 24 hours spent with a good friend who I last saw 25 years ago. He has been a busy boy in the mean time. Sailed around the world. Married his lovely sweetheart who has produced two charming girls and they all live in a fantastic Carl Larsson -esque house. We visited the hangar containing The Southern Cross. Read about it HERE. And then we went a-wandering and found a few old cars..... And then we came home and peeped inside the Aladdin's Cave......... Champagne was poured and we talked until I fell asleep.... very happy.