It’s the football end of year dinner this evening, an event I prepared for by waking up early and driving some Scouts to a wet campsite outside Wellington. I have had to watch some football this afternoon to recover from the traffic on the way home.
Anyway, this evening promises to be every bit as boozy as you might expect, so an early post tomorrow seems unlikely. There will, however, definitely be a post. It may just consist of grunts and vague vowel sounds.
Woo. Let’s party.