A good Labour Weekend
I had nothing really planned in advance for Labour Weekend, and was quite looking forard to doing nothing, but in the end managed to have quite a bit of fun.
Friday night was Southpark DVDs. We’re now up to Season Three. Also watched Constantine on Cork King’s new amplified stereo system and 50″ flat screen. It’s a great movie, with some great plot twists. Tilda Swinton makes a wonderfully insane Gabriel. But was especially good viewing and listening to it with speakers that vibrated so powerfully the bookshelf almost fell down.
On Saturday had a party at Ginga’s place. Now I had a bit of work to do Sunday so I resolved to be a good boy and leave by midnight. Still I managed to get through with Auckland Girl the best part of a bottle of Vodka, and then headed home. But as I was walking through Manners Mall ran into a couple of mates who persuaded me I should come join them at Mollys for just one drink. Having no willpower I agreed.
Sunday did not start well with me sleeping in until 11 am. This would not be a problem except I had agreed to brunch at 11 with Boat Girl. Luckily when she rung me, and I answered the phone, she immediately detected my state as hungus overus and agreed to postpone. Still second time I have stood her up which is most ungentlemanly. Will need to make it up.
Sunday night was a real treat. I had dinner with Milo and Fausta, whom I had not seen for the best part of 20 years. Milo and Fausta were final year at Otago Uni when I was first year and were the departing hierarchy of the Young Nats. Fausta now describes herself as left wing (but not economically!) and Milo for his sins ended up on the Alliance Council briefly. So as one can imagine it made for excellent dinner conversation which went on until midnight. Als, as they reminded me, my views had mellowed somewhat also.
Without trying to sound snobbish, it was great fun to have such an intellectual dinner conversation. Now don’t get me wrong – I’m happy 95% of the time debating who killed who on Shortland Street and the day to day thrust of politics. But it’s nice to have the more ethereal conversations and we all had fairly in depth knowledge of Roman Republicanism, political philosophers, etc, so it was a pretty high brow evening. I really need to have more of these – I think the intellect stagnates if you don’t use it enough. Milo and Fausta were also both former top level debaters so that helped the fun.
Monday saw me go from high brow to very low brow, going to see The Devil Dared Me To with Ginga and Cook Girl. I barely stopped laughing non stop. It’s a great NZ production and I’ve wanted to see the film since I saw a preview back in February.
After the movie then had some drinks with Ratty, Ratty’s immigrant girl and some others at the Courtenay Arms. A very relaxing end to what turned out to be a reasonably full Labour Weekend.