Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Finally got into Chur chur late on Boxing day after the heartache of being cancelled on the 23rd (earthquake, bastards). Ended up hanging with Moulder at Xmas and flying all day on the 26th (via Auckland). Dad picked me up in latest beast, the Samoan people mover (his words not mine).

Am appalled that the bottle of tanqueray has disappeared. I blame Jay and Cath, who stitched me up royally last night. Am 32 today and off out for a hair o the dog.