We had Phil's birthday dinner at a rather swish venue, the Hornsby RSL(Retired Surferman's Leg) club. Here is the birthday boy. Phil was in fine form, and firing on all four! The funny man in the background is known to some people as Matt, to others as simply Chook.
Matt and Cathy. Matt may have swallowed a beetle in this picture. As you can see, it is quite hard to tell. You never know with Matt.
Monica, Matt and Brian, having a very serious conversation. Notice the enormous stack of Kilkenny cans in front of Matt. This in no way indicates how many beers Matt drank before dinner.*
Hold the phone! This may be a world first, a photo of John laughing! Amazing! What a crazy occurrence, and what wonderful good luck that the photographer was there on the scene when it happened. The world is an amazing place. ;-)
A typical shot of Brian and Matt scheming to cause trouble. Ever since the good old days of Year Ten, when they made Punji Sticks and slingshots that were quite possibly better than actual nine millimetre pistols, these two have been partners in crime! Ah yes, some things never change.
Matt was in a hurry to get to the bottom of his glass of Kilkenny. Perhaps to find a magical leprechaun swimming at the bottom? I think maybe someone told him that the first person to finish their drink would win a thousand blank recordable CD's. SCULL!!! This must have been his first beer of the evening.**
Matt again, well, you know alcohol has strange effects on people. As you can see John is the designated driver in the background. As mentioned before Matt had one or two mineral waters in between his steak dinner and going to bed. It can't have been more than three.***
Matt, eheheheh, making friends with a tall glass of Mineral Water (#hack# #ahem# #kilkenny#). This may or may not have been his seventh glass -- you be the judge. It's a fun game for all the family! ****
Chook soon brought out the big guns -- the much better phone-mounted digital camera. We didn't ask about the Taiwanese porn loaded onto it. Apparently, it love you long time!
And didn't he just have a whale of a time! Whee!. What a snap-happy young man.
Roj, Monica and Brian, the inhabitants of the Mona Vale surfer's hut. We hear it's made out of grass, empty beer cans and palm leaves.
Phil and Roj had a titanic game of Darts with Ed and Brian. It was neck and neck all the way until the end, when we fired about a million darts into the board and nobody finished -- except the birthday boy!
Here is Roj hitting the ceiling/carpet/light fitting. It wasn't deliberate at all. It was a very tricky wall to play on, deceptively vertical. We didn't award him extra points when he threw two darts at once into the board, despite his complaints. He told us some gnarly stories about dart competitions on King Island, where they set up an ultra-long indoor Darts range. Sounds dangerous? Hell yeah! Things usually are with Roj. RAYE!!!
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Notes (refer to asterisks on page)
* Bullshit.
** Really Bullshit.
*** Three times nine, is what we mean! ;-) Hahahaha!
**** Not really, but what the hey! Knock yourself out.
