In Sydney I’m never far from the sea. City of seascapes and bridges, skylines and light – deep copper-flame sunsets backdrop the Harbour Bridge, gardens lapped by the South Pacific.  I linger on Circular Quay, watch the ferries cross to Manly, sip a cappucchino in a harbourside café or cool off with a beer.  Dazzled by the Opera House, pale sail-shapes in shifting perspectives and light – the bridge, quay and ships against a soaring cityscape framed by uninterrupted blue.  At New Year, everyone comes out at midnight to see the city take fire.  I love it for its ‘no worries’.  And always the dancing water.