Thursday, 16 August 2007

House Party...

Had our first house party on Saturday night. We celebrated a combination of things - my 30th, our first wedding anniversary & our first year in Oz. About 20 people turned up in total and we managed to churn our way through a LOT of wine, beer & sausage rolls. I felt ok until the tequilla shots came out... followed closely by the chilli schnapps (never take a recommendation from a cab driver!). Mind you, in comparison to Lucy (who was put to bed by her Irish friends) & Gish (who managed to pass out in the spare bedroom & do his usual trick of puking on himself) I was in good nick!

Can't quite remember how they happened, but when I woke up I had bruises all around my left elbow & knee... vague memories of a trip into Manly too. Not sure why the pubs wouldn't have let in a bunch of hammered people? And why does the house smell so bad?!

Moral of story - if you're going to have a party....don't have it at home!

Tuesday, 14 August 2007

A year already?!

Having spent Sunday recovering from Saturday's house party, we had our 1st wedding anniversary to celebrate yesterday. I can't believe it's been a year since we said "I do"... the time has really flown & we have packed so much into the last 12 months. If the rest of our marriage is as exciting & fun-filled then it's going to be an awesome time.

To celebrate the anniversary, we went out for dinner to Garfish - a little place in Manly. Oysters followed by snapper pie (which was excellent but really feeling the garlic cloves!) washed down with water - we abstained from booze due to our bodies taking a battering on Saturday (and I'm not just talking about the bruises on my elbows!). Afterwards, we headed to the Manly Boatshed for comedy night... not sure I'll be heading back in a hurry, although the last bloke was good, it just didn't compare with "Up The Creek" in Greenwich.

Monday, 6 August 2007

This is the week that was

Had a busy week with another trip down to Sussex Inlet - this time we stayed over & had a nice meal in the RSL, did a bit of wildlife spotting (birds, kangaroos & possums) & enjoyed a lovely boat ride with Greg - you'd never guess how big the place was without the viewpoint from the boat. Also gave Lucy's mum (Celia) a change to see the place & catch up with John (who had visited her in the UK many moons ago).

On the way home (well almost) we headed to Canberra & I have to admit that I liked the place much more the 2nd time around - perhaps it's because we had more time there, or maybe it's because Lucy & I didn't have an argument, but either way we enjoyed the brief visit - even the James Cook fountain / jet was working (not that impressive though). Spent a few hours looking around the impressive Australian National Museum (everything in Canberra seems to start with Australian National), although if someone could explain what that 'courtyard of dreams is' then I would appreciate it! Next, we headed to Parliament Hill. Now, I have to admit that I didn't expect to be impressed by the new building... but I was wrong! It is new, but then so is the country (at least the European history) and so the building feels appropriate. Everything is built on a grand scale, entirely with Australian materials (apart from some of the marble) and there has to be an advantage to having a building designed with a modern parliament in mind - the extra media facilities & offices etc. We also had an excellent tour guide who was up on her Parliamentary knowledge - both of Australia & elsewhere. Afterwards, we were able to contrast the new with the relatively old by taking a look at the Old Parliament building - amazing how they managed to get anything done in there! Then it was a bit of thai food before the 300km back to Sydney.

On Friday evening, Lucy & I headed to the Hordern Pavilion to watch the Arctic Monkeys. Now, after been slightly disappointed by them at Glastonbury, we hoped that the smaller venue would give them a helping hand... and I have to say that they were much, much better. Admittedly, they were helped out by the fact the very poor support act (Operator Please) made them look good! (The converse was true at Glastonbury with Kasabian appearing beforehand). Somehow, I ended up at the very front - started to be pushed forward from the off & just went with the flow - and spent a very hot & sweaty 90 mins in the 'mosh pit'! The Monkey's still have a bit of work to do on their stage presence, but their music is good (love the lyrics) & they seem to have done ok with the 2nd album.

Saturday we were up early for a tour of the Opera House - and that provided a fascinating insight into the workings of the building & the history behind it. The guide was superb & of course the building itself is stunning. We also had our questions answered on why there is a series of plastic rings hanging from the ceiling of the concert hall (it's to do with the acoustics) and I'm sure we'll try and go back to see the mightily impressive organ in use.

Our favourite place - Angel - for breakfast on Sunday, with views over Freshwater Beach (I had eggs Benedict with Ocean Trout - lovely!) and then on to Palm Beach for a bit of a walk. In fact, a bit of a trek up to Barrenjoey lighthouse to partake of the tour (bit of a waste) & enjoy the fantastic scenery. Stopped off at the surf-club to allow Lucy's mum to have her picture taken with the 'Summer Bay' sign & then home via the ever busy Newport Arms.

Back to the Hordern Pavilion again on Sunday evening - this time for the Kaiser Chiefs. Thankfully, I managed to miss the 1st support act (it was Operator Please again) and caught the very good 2nd support - Wolf & Cub (who sounded very similar to Wolfmother & had an interesting line-up... 2 guitarists & 2 drummers). Having missed out on seeing the Kaiser Chiefs at Glastonbury, I was very keen to catch up with them here.... and they were superb. Once again, I ended up 'moshing' and the music was perfect for that - think I was bouncing up & down to every song. Surprisingly, 'I Predict a riot' wasn't part of the encore (Oh My God was the big one there) and the fans here seem to enjoy the songs from the new album more (they certainly got the biggest cheers). Ricky Wilson might not have the best voice (Lucy's view) but he certainly knows how to get the crowd going - and enjoys a bit of crowd surfing too! Thoroughly enjoyed myself - even if it did take me 30 minutes to get out of the car park afterwards! One word of warning though if you go to a KC concert... bear in mind that a lot of Leeds Utd fans will be present & whilst I've nothing against that, they should remember that heat + sweat + football tops does not make for a very pleasant odour!

Think that'll be it for a while on the gig front - unfortunately we miss The Killers as we'll be in Asia at the time - let's see what the year end brings.

What to do with my Sunday evenings?

Well, it had to happen sometime. After 100 days, the seventh series of Australian Big Brother has come to an end, avoiding a repeat of last year's 'T-bagging' incident ....and with a member of the fairer sex winning for the first time. I have to admit that both Lucy & I became avid viewers of the show over the course of the series - mugs aren't we?! - and whilst not watching every night would try to make sure that we were home for the Sunday night eviction. Not sure I'd be doing the same with that annoying Charley character from the UK show.

A couple of differences from the UK show - Friday night games (similar to 'It's a knockout' with the winner effectively gaining immunity from eviction the following week), Sunday night evictions (rather than Friday in the UK), a complete minger to present it (her name is Gretel, but one of this year's contestants kept calling her Hansel!) & a much narrower range of people (tend to be blonde & aged 19-25). Also had a 'couple' put in together at the start (& then her ex turned up!).

For me, Travis was the star of the show - almost a caricature of what you would think an Aussie bloke is like - with his habit of putting an 'o' on the end of everything, and also wearing a singlet at all times! However, both Aleisha & Zach (who made me laugh with his camp comments) both deserved to make it to the final, and just 500 votes separated them.... the 'counting' with all those adverts was very, very annoying though.

However, the funniest moment of the show was on the final night when Michelle (a really annoying contestant) was seen shouting after John Howard (PM) in the street... saying that she loved him and that he was 'sick' (it's the first time I've heard anyone on TV cheering for him!). When interviewed on the show she then said she loved him because 'he looked like an ewok with Mr Magoo glasses!'. Could not have summed it up better myself!

Guess I'll have to find something else to keep me occupied on an evening... Australian Idol anyone?!