Its wet and grey in Victor Harbor today. Not much of a picture postcard day for cultural tourists attracted by glossy packaged scenery sold as pure gold tourist experience.

We drove back to Adelaide late this afternoon so that Suzanne could catch a cheap Virgin Blue getaway flight to a picture postcard Broome this evening for another weeks holiday at Palm Grove Holiday Resort. The tourist marketing of Broome is about promises of a holiday of surf and sand and relaxing on Cable Beach with a classic Indian Ocean sunset. If she can find a space away from the weddings that is. My memory of Broome is one of mangroves

The afternoon has been spent with Suzanne is sorting the clothes we bought down to Victor Harbor. Most of mine are going to be recycled because they no longer fit. I've spent the afternoon sorting out images from Venus Bay on the west coast of Eyre Peninsula and Remarkable Rocks on Kangaroo Island to have printed and framed for the walls of the new townhouse.

Whilst Suzanne is in Broome I am on my own. Tis time away from Suzanne. Gianna understands that people in intimate relationships need time away from another to gather their thoughts and emotions.

As well as using the time on my own to work more creatively I can begin to redesign my wardrobe to update my image in terms of urban street wear inspired by Australian Fashion Week. We men don't have much to work with in Fashion Week-----ericaamerica's work from last year was not me. Clearly Designer casual is the look that I need to cultivate to look fashionable instead of ganster chic.

But I could toss outhe leopskin tights from yesteryear go with gangster chic and suprise Suzanne with my urban cool when she returns from Broome suitably rejuvenated.