My guess is that the rest of the week was spent driving for the hostel and going out for drinks in town - I think Dave and I went over to Finchy's on Friday. But I'm not sure.
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Anyway we all went to see the new Harry Potter film which is not bad but I don't think it's as great as everyone raves on about - did take the chance this week to re-read the fourth Harry Potter in the van in-between pickups (yes I have that much free time I have read 2 books this week). Jess arrived back in Sydney from her jaunt down south to Melbourne and Canberra and I think she's staying around until into January.
Had a BBQ at our on Thursday with Darren, Sarah, Finchy, Jess, and Sian as well as our fellow housemates James and Becky. Its great we get a massive BBQ included with the house that we rent - proper gas fired double grill thing!
Finchy offered me a last minute ticket to the cricket on Friday - England vs. Australia (First one-day match) at the SCG that was an opportunity not to miss. Excellent day out although I missed the first hour as I was working (day/night match 1400-2200). Arrived as England reached 100 without loss and as promptly as I stepped into the ground they then lost 2 wickets. Nice. As I reached Darren and Finchy I was promptly dispatched to get beer on the basis that the queue was pretty short (a cruel lie) and that set the tone for the afternoon. Nothing finer than drinking beer in the sun watching 2 men hit a small hard ball as hard as possible while the other men try and throw it as hard as possible at their legs. Anyway we did pretty well getting 253 (?) off the 50 overs for 9 wickets. But Australia showed they were going to make quick work of it and it became apparent that they were going to reach the target pretty comfortably by their 50 overs. At that point the crowd switched the bulk of its attention to doing Mexican waves and seeing which stand could make the longest 'beer snake' (all the plastic beer cups stacked as long as possible)...ahh who says crickets a boring sport ?!? Great day out all in all.
Bizarrely enough walked past a restaurant in Paddington on the way back where the Prime Minister John Howard was having dinner - so we peered through the glass at him about 10ft away and then left before his bodyguards noticed and thought we were Islamic terrorists!
Saturday was spent sleeping and then out for a big night out in Scruffy Murphys down George St. Usual crowd was there (Dave, Jess, Sian, Finchy, Giselle, Steph, Kay) and I had to retire earlier than I would liked but later than I should have considering I was doing my last shift in the minibus the next day - arrived home at 1am and really struggled Sunday morning. God knows how I wasn't ill and my hangover kicking in about 9am didn't help either....