Published: January 13th 2007January 13th 2007
the group pre alcohol
hello once again and welcome to 2007 or the year of the Jammo as ive decided to call it, as usual it has been far too long since my ;last update and hence i have plenty to tell so get youself settled, put the phone on silent and by the end of reading this your gonna be a new and enlightened person.
the joy of our first christmas away from home was interrupted by gary richard thompson deciding that it would be a fantastic idea for us to have crimbo dinner at home and invite all our mates round. as pretty much all of you know my cooking skills are limited to items that can be put in either a frying pan or a microwave so i was concerned, very concerned. thankfully the benefit of living with 7 others is that you can simply pass all that cooking malarkey onto Gaz, antoine our insane ginger frenchman, scott the scot, and enrico the italian sleeping machine (once slept for 22hours straight. we'd decided that each person attending as well as ouselves would throw in $50 and that would cover food and alcohol. it may come as little surprise that i volunteered my
me + beer
apparently my hair makes me look like im terminally ill
self to spearhead the alcohol initiative, and so distancing myself from any cooking. after purchasing the food for the 12 people i found that of the original $600 we had bout $400 left. Cashback.
so we bought beer,wine,tequila,baileys,vodka,assorted nasty looking shotsand anything else that took our fancy. we ended up getting so much that the guy in the shop gave us two free bottles of wine as a thenkyou for pretty much paying for his retirement.
christmas itself was entertaining with everyone eating till they were full and drinking untill they could no longer see, there were presents opened toys assembled and the odd arguement, mainly over who got the last sausage wrapped in bacon. ironically despite being 10,000 miles from home it turned out to be about as traditional a xmas as it gets and we were all in agreement a damn good day. oh and we also had sprouts of which i ate bout 17. back of the net.
theweek between crimbo and new year was spent doing little apart from drinking and eating any left over food although i did manage to squeeze in a couple of trips to the baech and suceeded in becoming james the
me and leah
i fell in shortly after the photo was taken
lobster boy for a few days thanks t a healthy pink sunburnt glow. thankfully that has now passed and i am sporting a ahealthy golden tan. in fact all i need know is an undeserved sense of self smugness and an arrogance of any other nation and i could pass for an actual aussie.
new years eve was spent in a club called Home down on Darling Harbour which we'd spent a stupid amount of money on tickets for and sadly turned out to not really worth the effort. its fair to say the club was rammed and havin to spend 30 mins to get a drink was frustrating to say the least. at least the music was good with Axwell, the bodyrockers and Darren Emerson all doing live sets. we finally left the club bout 3am and headed home only to find that some muppet had had too much to drink and fallen of his 17th floor balcony at our appartment, so that created a bit of chaos but not quite as much as Scott our Scottish drinking machine of a house mate who first decided to smash a plate over his own head, and then to not let
scott in one of our better crimbo presents
anyone in the house go to sleep by jumping on anyone who dared to try to sleep. so at 8am and after several of us warning him thast if he didn't pack it in their was gonna be one more person going over the balcony he relented and passed out.
so overall it was a good nite and the day after was mainly based around recovery and also Scott hugging and apologising to every member of the house profusely and then buying us all and apology curry, so all was forgiven.
i should also mention that during the christmas period i started going out with a canadian girl called leah, who was one of the people Gary and i met at our first day at work. despite the fact she left after 4 days weve kept in toiuch with her and her housemates. and despite the fact she rates ice hockey as a better sport than football and she pronounces adidas and puma as adeeedas and poooma things are still going pretty well.
i am now sadly back at work and even sadder on my own after Gary was fired/resigned. he decided after leaving the job that he wanted
to do a job that was more enjoyable than selling insurance over the phone. he is currently selling insurance over the phone in a different call centre for another company. idiot.
So life in Sydney goes on and i think both Gary and i are both looking forward to getting back out on the road and travelling again. we shud be heading out of Sydney in about a month with probably Melbourne the next destination.
Itrust al you guys had a crackin xmas and new year and you will hear from me soon.
Must go the missus is calling
oh and by the way if you think youve ever been in a bad situation try being an English cricket fan in Sydney after a 5-0 Ashes smashing. not good.
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