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!
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