Meryl's choice

Given the intense rivalry between Sydney and Melbourne, visitors to these shores are repeatedly plagued by the question: "So which do you prefer?" I hate being asked that. It's like asking a doting parent to choose between their two children.

Sydney is the good-looking slightly vacuous child - confident and easy-going. Melbourne is the pale but interesting child looking moody in the corner, dressed mostly in black, head buried in a dog-eared paperback.

I love them both. Don't make me choose.