Monday, November 17, 2003
Tomorrow I enter back into the ranks of the unemployed again and resume the life of the backpacker. Hopefully it won't be long before I get another job, in the meantime I'll spend some time on the beach.
The Rugby semi finals sent the whole city into party atmosphere for the duration of the weekend and the shortage of taxis meant that everyone was 'forced' to stay in town till all hours of the morning.
I went to see The Frames and Mundy in the Metro on Saturday night. They were both excellent and the crowd were great, mostly Irish as you'd expect. It was like a big singalong that went on all night. I bumped into a few unexpected familiar faces too.
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The Rugby semi finals sent the whole city into party atmosphere for the duration of the weekend and the shortage of taxis meant that everyone was 'forced' to stay in town till all hours of the morning.
I went to see The Frames and Mundy in the Metro on Saturday night. They were both excellent and the crowd were great, mostly Irish as you'd expect. It was like a big singalong that went on all night. I bumped into a few unexpected familiar faces too.
Monday, November 10, 2003
The day the French painted the Irish blue and I painted the springboks green
Well it looks like Rugby fever is finally coming to an end for the Irish at least but not without one big last night on the town. If it was up to the supporters yesterday Ireland would have won instead of the steam rollering they received from 'les bleus'. We all came to the pub in full force armed with a tub of green face paint and wearing bright green t-shirts (thanks a million for the t-shirt Mrs. Noone). After the matches we noticed (well they were hard to miss) some HUGE big fellas making their way through the bar. We acquainted ourselves with the South African Rugby team by painting shamrocks on their faces while surrounded by the paparazzi of backpackers with their digital camera phone thingys. The Springboks (or at least six of them) were delighted to be brought out on the town by myself, Liz, Hash and Janette, we did get some astonished looks when we entered 'The World bar' in Kings Cross followed by our new friends. It was like being part of a joke, "Two Irish, two English and six South African Rugby players walk into a bar..."
It was a strange and funny night!
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Well it looks like Rugby fever is finally coming to an end for the Irish at least but not without one big last night on the town. If it was up to the supporters yesterday Ireland would have won instead of the steam rollering they received from 'les bleus'. We all came to the pub in full force armed with a tub of green face paint and wearing bright green t-shirts (thanks a million for the t-shirt Mrs. Noone). After the matches we noticed (well they were hard to miss) some HUGE big fellas making their way through the bar. We acquainted ourselves with the South African Rugby team by painting shamrocks on their faces while surrounded by the paparazzi of backpackers with their digital camera phone thingys. The Springboks (or at least six of them) were delighted to be brought out on the town by myself, Liz, Hash and Janette, we did get some astonished looks when we entered 'The World bar' in Kings Cross followed by our new friends. It was like being part of a joke, "Two Irish, two English and six South African Rugby players walk into a bar..."
It was a strange and funny night!
Monday, November 03, 2003
On the first aniversary of this blog (and the 26th aniversary of my birth) I am happy to bring to you the first installments from the new camera.
Sydney part one
Sydney part two
As usual there will also be a permanent link from my photo page
Thanks to everyone for all the birthday txts and I'm sure those who didn't txt just don't have my number. I havn't checked my mail yet so you can still write and look like you havn't forgotten at all!
I celebrated my birthday with some vodka jelly and lots of chocolate cake among other things and the wonderfull company of the girls, it's all fuzzy heads here thismorning.
On Saturday I watched the legendary Oz v's Ireland game in Durty Nellies, almost every Irish person in the whole of Sydney rooted out their dusty rucksacks and headed off to Melbourn for the match. It was edge of the seat viewing right up to the final whistle which seemed to me was blown far too soon. Rugby mania is alive and well here in Sydney.
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Sydney part one
Sydney part two
As usual there will also be a permanent link from my photo page
Thanks to everyone for all the birthday txts and I'm sure those who didn't txt just don't have my number. I havn't checked my mail yet so you can still write and look like you havn't forgotten at all!
I celebrated my birthday with some vodka jelly and lots of chocolate cake among other things and the wonderfull company of the girls, it's all fuzzy heads here thismorning.
On Saturday I watched the legendary Oz v's Ireland game in Durty Nellies, almost every Irish person in the whole of Sydney rooted out their dusty rucksacks and headed off to Melbourn for the match. It was edge of the seat viewing right up to the final whistle which seemed to me was blown far too soon. Rugby mania is alive and well here in Sydney.
