Parties
The party I attended on Saturday night, was punctuated by a fine Australian tradition – the nudie run.

Sometime after midnight, but while the party was still young, the birthday boy and a few of his mates set off for a swinging lap of their beloved cricket oval, while the party continued alongside at the clubhouse.
Live entertainment is always special, and the guests appreciated the show - though not as much as the runners themselves. So far so normal you may say, except this party was my friend’s 40th not his 21st.
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Every New Year’s Eve Sydney’s Lord Mayor takes over the city’s prime harbourside viewing area at the Opera House just so society’s self-serving elites can get their snouts in the trough, quaff free champagne and look down on the poor people below them.

I know this because after years of trying I finally got an invitation.
Last Saturday marked the first time I had ever managed to see the New Year’s Eve fireworks display up close without the water police involved. (This does not count the year that I thought I was watching the fireworks display but had actually just set the kitchen on fire.)
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For all the problems people say that we have in Adelaide, an interesting piece of information I read the other day was that Head Offices in Sydney did not like transferring staff to Adelaide. The reason why they did not like transferring staff, was that they had trouble convincing those… Read more »
So a Puncher got invited to a big birthday bash a little while ago.

The invitation was sent over Facebook. The Puncher was only really an acquaintance of the person whose party it was, but was happy to have been invited.
After all, the Puncher had a really good conversation with the acquaintance at a party not all that long ago.
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zel says:
do you want to go to the party? yes? then go. no? then shut up. Read more »
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Elphaba says:
@Mahhrat, sounds like you’re self-aware of your flaws. That’s rare and a good thing. And I think you’re right, many people don’t like to be challenged. That WoM blog is a freakshow… Read more »
A four year old kid’s party is the organisational equivalent of climbing Everest.

There are issues such as the theme, the venue and the cake. For the invitation alone thought must be given to colour, graphic, envelope size and font. And who to send the invitation to?
Organising D-Day could hardly have been more difficult.
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Diana says:
“But the problem is that much of birthdays is about letting your beloved child know that this is particularly his special day. And with games comes the certainty that your child will not win many or any of them, denying him his birthday entitlement. I well remember attending one party… Read more »
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Celia says:
SImple is magic! Our most fun birthday party was paper mache-ing a heap of balloons, popping lollies inside and painting them speckled like dino eggs. We had the party in the bush, and the parents took their children into the scrub to get big sticks to build a dinosaur nest.… Read more »
On a simple buzz-for-bucks basis, booze on sale at the wildly popular Summafieldayze festival is the most expensive drug on the Australian market.
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Single cans of mid-strength Smirnoff vodka and lemonade were going for the ridiculous sum of $10.50; a captive market of 30,000 punters (each shelling out $140 for a ticket) was caught in the net.
For the cost of three or four festival drinks and a couple of phone calls, any half-connected ticketholder could instead score himself a measure of illicit drugs sure to get them far closer to “the happy place” place than a few pre-mixed cans ever could.
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Karl says:
They do it because they can - and you, the punters, let them. Ahh for the good old days when we would load up our rubbish bins full of ice and cans and head off to a one dayer at the SCG. Read more »
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JKM says:
Well gold and silver has a strong recognised value internationally, the American republic in its early days after the revolution got by on Spanish dollars just fine. Plus, the Chinese, despite their predilection for strategic deception, are doing their very best to shore up supplies of hard assets such as… Read more »
It’s New Year’s Eve and I have no plans. Like… none.

The prospect of ringing in the ‘biggest night of the year’ with nothing but Channel Nine’s fireworks telecast would once have caused me to sweat in fear. This year, it’s quite liberating. Because, let’s face it, everyone knows (and often says) that NYE is the most overrated night of the year after the Oscars.
Inflated prices, awkward chanting, hammered crowds. What’s not to hate?
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Zopo says:
Like I have said in other posts, next year I will be home or on an island resort somewhere. Its just not worth paying $10 a drink, waiting half an hour for that drink then having to battle home. Surely if Clover can organise bus lanes in the CBD she… Read more »
Football parties can be enormous fun but they can also see people at cross purposes. In my case, I usually head back to Adelaide.
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My brother generously throws open his house offering a fine spread of food and beverages and importantly, two televisions - one inside for the more hard-core among us who want to really watch the match, and the other outside for assorted toddlers and parents, and those suspiciously agnostic types who seem content to talk right through the action.
Perhaps 30 or more people will turn up - an event no doubt replicated a thousand times across the city and anywhere the game is followed.
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acker says:
Would have had a huge no expense spared one If friggin Footscray won last Friday night…gggggrrrr P.S To the AFL Round 22 fixture organizer :: thanks for scheduling us to play Sunday night while our following weeks opponent (Geelong) had finished their match a day and a half earlier….. thanks… Read more »
Staring out at the ocean with a surfboard under my arm, I wondered if I had truly lost the plot. This was no Surfers’ Paradise.

I could feel neither my hands nor my feet, my nose was a block of ice and even my eyelashes were freezing. Breathing was becoming a challenge, too. No, this was not some kind of extreme sports challenge - I was on a hen’s weekend on a glorious spring morning in Cornwall, England.
On this day, however, the seaside town of Newquay more closely resembled a freezing winter’s day alongside the Great Australian Bight. Confused? Let me explain.
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Nice Bunns! Read more »
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Marty says:
The Poms are bloody good at organising a party. Spend any Saturday night in South London and you’ll see hordes of nutters in fancy dress, living it up and having a great time - Cinderella eating a kebab at 3am was not so attractive, but she looked happy. Read more »
Staring out at the ocean with a surfboard under my arm, I wondered if I had truly lost the plot. This was no Surfers’ Paradise.
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