The place to be

Over the last 2 days I have come to realise that the most popular place to be in Sydney must be my street. It's sort of like the anti-Bermuda Triangle because in the last two days within 50m from my front door I have met (within 10m of each other):

1. A friend of my parents who lives 6 hours drive from Sydney, who happened to be parked on the side of the road as I walked by.
2. His daughter who was across the road with her 10 year-old child visiting their doctor. The last time I had seen her was before she had ANY children.
3. My friend and her daughter - although not entirely surprising since she owns the beauty salon which inhabits that 10m strip of land.
4. A friend from uni who lives a few suburbs over and was visiting the beauty salon for the very first time.
5. A registrar from hospital who happened to be visiting the chiropractor next door to said beauty salon. She lives half an hours drive away.

The lesson in this: you're never anonymous, not even in inner Sydney, and especially not when you're wearing ugg boots, old purple cords, messy hair and just running out to grab a coffee!