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Published: April 7th 2006
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The exhausting planning and panic about where to go for New Years nearly got the better of the whole Parrot crew, but as usually happens, we discussed and deliberated endlessly, but never got anywhere and before we knew it we were trudging down to The Rocks, by the side of Harbour Bridge, at 10 in the morning, pic-nic and booze in bags, hoping to get a good spot to watch the fireworks. I think the photos say it all, we had a lovely, very drunken day in the sun, munching on olives, pitta bread and nibbles, chatting and laughing till it was time to push to the front of the tourists and watch the most amazing firework display I'd ever seen unfold in the sky above us. I'll never forget it.
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Jimmy and Sandwitch
I Definitely would eat Both of them!!! YUMMY!!!