In a couple of days, Mark and I will finally be in the same decade...well age-wise. We celebrated his birthday on Saturday. I'm happy so many friends and family turned up at the Warren View Hotel to wish him well. He's a good guy. But I'm biased. (Lots of photos from the party at my Flickr space.)
After the birthday gathering we rushed over to the Midnight Shift, where the Sydney Convicts' Rugger Bugger 8 fundraiser was taking place. We couldn't miss Jase, Deano and Zane [not our Zane, but one of the rugby players] in their Single Ladies routine. They did really well, although I have to say it's a bit freaky seeing your best friends in drag for the first (and second) time.
Following their number was the obligatory Full Monty show, this year with a prison theme. Groovy music and hot men as always. And now with arty choreography. With so many Rugger Buggers anymore, you can tell the organizers are exploring various ways to keep the show fresh. And fresh it was: guards undressing prisoners, prisoners undressing guards. We were sternly warned by host Mitzi Macintosh not to upload any photos from the event [which kind of peeves me], and I guess there was an official photographer who was authorized to publish images taken that night. You'll just have to do some Googling for his photos. Or heck, maybe someone braver than I just ignored the warning.
Speaking of rugby, in precisely two weeks' time we take off for Europe where Mark and a couple of other Convicts players will take part in the European Cup, and where I'll be standing on the sideline with all appendages crossed that he remains intact. Now I haven't heard from anyone regarding my request for potential sightseeing ventures. I am sure there's someone out there who's been to London, Paris, Bruges and Amsterdam since I was last there. And surely you have some tips, either on or off the beaten path. Guide-books get so tedious after a while. (Photo by danorbit. Licensed by Creative Commons.)




















