Friday: Was supposed to have my reindeer pilgrimage; where I dress up in a reindeer suit and go to the pub, then get horribly drunk for the amusement of other patrons and the public (usually people buy me drinks – making the reindeer suit a good investment). Alas, the weather had other ideas and it got rained out. Instead I had some quiet drinks at Benny’s
Saturday: Regulars party at Murphy’s Law. Open tab for a few hours, then a few more drinks afterwards, I got all ways of drunk.
Sunday: Had a few quiet ones, travelled to my parent’s place and continued drinking with my brothers. Managed to make a ham and tomato sandwich without cutting myself.
Monday: A quiet Christmas day, had a couple of beers but nothing major.
Tuesday: Boxing Day races. Started drinking approx 11am, finished drinking approx 6am the following morning. Had some great times with some random girls in Palmy, and I have to say – the Square has been redeveloped and is kind of cool now…
As it turns out, a couple of mates of a mate who were also at the races are my second cousins – small world!

UPDATE: Some more pictures::

This is Big Pete from Murphy’s Law in Petone, my watering hole

Some folk who were in our section, we ended up partying with the two on the right as you’ll see

Me showing the effects of a day’s drinking in the sun, this is on the bus back to the pub after the races were fiinshed



Drunken dancing

I was so drunk I immediately forgot her name, but we were having great fun talking snooty to everyone, eg:
Barman: “can I help you?”
me: “yes, we require two alcholic beverages”
her: “pardon me, but what is your name?”
bemused Barman: “uhhh Ben”
her: “very good, Benjamin”
me: “indubitably”

Yep, spent a while drinking with her and her cousin

and did shots with them, my mate Johnny and another of their friends

who I wound up piggybacking down the road