I must admit, after 6 months living in Melbourne, I do like it. I feel younger than I ever felt in Cairns, and I was there for 25 years. The work is difficult and challenging and pretty much rubbish anyway but somehow you get by. I don't go out and sit in coffee shops and wank, or go to galleries or theatres, or restaurants, I just mainly go to work and then come home, and stay home, but I still like the place a lot. I am not interested in opportunities, careers, etc. I just like the seasons, and the trams, and the people are mostly kind of okay. As the most odious song I've heard in my life goes, 'i wasn't expecting that'.