A happy-go-lucky English rambler dude goes to New Zealand for a year. Here he interfaces with some of those he left behind and details his nefarious activities. Or summat.
Recently clicked on MP3s - 7th June 2005 The Lucksmiths - Warmer Corners
Jens Lekman - When i said i wanted to be your dog
The Trashcan Sinatras - Weightlifting
Teenage Fanclub - Man Made
Laura Veirs - Carbon Glacier
The Decemberists - Picaresque
The Eels - Blinking Lights
Not feeling too chirpy today, due to a combination of a rather twatty cold, and an extremely twatty hangover.
Can't really complain about the hangover, as drinking like a mad eejit at the cricket all day long, is only going to result in one thing. Despite England losing, a great day was had by all. We started off in a fairly quiet section of the ground (Sat next to a Cov fan! ARGH), but after the England innings, Sanjay, me and a bunch of my Kiwi work mates joined the 'Barmy Army' in the DB Stand, for the rest of the evening. We were all fairly hammered by that stage, and felt like having a bit of a sing song.
The atmos with the 'Barmy Army' was excellent, with plenty of "banter" between us and the rather crappy 'Mad-Caps', NZ's manufactured answer to the 'Barmy Army'. The 'Barmy Army' were coming up with some reasonably witty songs, taking the piss out various things from the Pound / NZ Dollar exchange rate, to er, some fat NZ fans ("Have you ever seen a Salad!", was a new variation on the theme) Some of the Kiwi fans attempted to fight back, but their songs lacked any subtlety, and were mainly based around sentiments such as "F**k off back home to England!", or "HAHAA, we're winning at the Cricket!" (A fact which didn't really bother many of the England fans present.)
Sanj & I are off to Queenstown / Wanaka for the weekend, speaking of which I really should be getting off to meet him, and start planning it all out (Thankfully he's too wussy to do a Bungee, so i won't have to deal with any peer pressure suggesting I should do one too ;o)
Also Happy birthday Dad! (And to Sanjay on Saturday).
