The House at Play
Cafe Pacifico, Covent Garden
Not long after we moved into the flat, we were given the pleasure of meeting Mark, his girlfriend Ice and his mates Phil and Chocky for the first time. Mark, Jeff and Bevan went to uni together in Sydney and Mark now lives in Ipswich. We set out for Cafe Pacifico at 6pm and the less cautious among us (ie. everyone but me and Shaun) started throwing back jugs of margarita. Some members of the group handled this better than others (didn't they Jeff).
 Shaun, me, Mark,
Ice, Justin, Jeff and Bevan |
 Justin Jeff and Bevan |
 These should all be familiar faces by now |
Phil, Mark and their breasts |
 Jeff (getting more drunk) Shortly after this photo was
taken Jeff was heard to say "please help me, how do I get home?" |
 The secret to peaceful car travel with Jeff - TEQUILA
(lots of it) |
The Church
 Queuing outside: Deano, Francis, Bevan, Melissa, Tom, Jeff,
Kel and Justin |
The beginning: Jeff, Deano, Kel, me and Justin |
 Justin, Deano and Jeff |
 Me and Kel |
 Deano, me and Jeff (hands to yourself thanks) |
 Outside the Blob Shop |
 The next church trip: Bevan, me, Jeff, Karyn, Shaun and
Lisa |
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 Jeff, Karyn, Shaun and
Bevan displaying their extraordinary talents |
 Davin and Chris |
 Bevan and i |
 Lisa, me and Karyn |
Foam Parties, Shepherds Bush Walkabout
The walkabout at Shepherds Bush hosts periodic foam parties. Experienced foamers are always easy to detect by their bottled beer (so no foam can get in it), hands over their cups of beer (so no foam can get in it), and goggles (to keep foam out of eyes). We are now veterans of 3 foam parties, but I probably won't be an attender again for quite some time.
 Shaun, Jeff and Karyn |
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 Colin, Karyn, Jeff, Bevan, James, Ben, Slimey Simey,
Shaun |
 Shaun the stud |
Mark's Party, Ipswich
Last October, Mark turned 30 (you old bastard). To celebrate, he threw a Halloween bash at his place in Ipswich, which saw our flat heading up for the weekend. The theme of the event (which may not be immediately obvious if you look only at my flatmates) was, of course, Halloween.
 Bevan, Justin and Jeff |
 Mark (the birthday boy) and Ice |
 Lost in the spider web |
42 and 42a do Christmas Dinner 21/12/98
As we were going to be away for Christmas day, it was decided that our flats should celebrate together a little earlier than is traditional. Vic and Lenny had the day off to cook dinner, and did a fantastic job. After dinner Vic dressed up as Santa and gave out the secret Santa pressies (5 quid limit). Too much merriment meant I did not pull up well for work the next day.
 Lenny with his turkey |
 Shaun with something stuck in his teeth |
 Nairn fought for a leg |
 Shaun's tried and true impression of a koala |
 Vic wearing her secret Santa present |
Shaun's last night 28/01/99
In all Shaun's time in the country, he only missed one Thursday night out at the Slug. This made the choice of venue for his farewell do a foregone conclusion. After the slug closed we made the inevitable trip up the road to Rosies, where the good will of Shaun's mates ensured he was yakking in the sink after he got home.
 Early in the night at the Slug |
 Kim and I |
 Michelle, Tara, me and
Josie |
 Chris and I at Rosies |
 Shauny bowing to the whim of
the crowd and exposing his body |
 The dreaded tequila rears it's ugly
head |
 The tequila aftermath |
 Time to go home. |