October 2006 |
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I'm impressed! Sean (formally of the "Dud & Sean's") invited us to his birthday shin-dig - a boat cruise touring around Sydney Harbour. Not just any boat cruise either. This was the Solar Sailor, the worlds first solar powered boat. The Solar Sailor is a 21.5m cruiser that carries up to 80 people in air conditioned comfort. When the sun is shining it is powered exclusively by huge solar panel lined wings on the roof.  Hello sailor! Now our excursion around the harbour was from about two in the afternoon early in October, so the sun isn't exactly at it's brightest. And yet we were able to shuffle around Sydney Harbour at about 10 knots and still have enough power to run the air conditioning, refrigeration and dodgy Mobile DJ setup. It wasn't until after four when the sun started dipping that the LPG generator sitting on the back powered itself up and kept the boat moving as we watched the sun sink slowly into the harbour. Oh, and Sean's birthday was fun too. More trips to Melbourne for work. Boring. Not that Melbourne is boring, just work. In fact, Melbourne was fun. I had a very nice dinner with Tony, a freind of ours who conveniently moved to Melbourne about the same time as Amf so that he could keep tabs on him and report back to us. Jimi spent three weeks this month appearing in a play at the Pact Theatre in Erskineville. "Seeing Things is a romantic sexual romp full of comic situations, role reversals, gay classifieds, bad language, fart jokes, used condoms and the best sex scene ever performed in a theatre!" Guess what. I stole that last bit. For Jimi, it was just another excuse to strip naked in front of a room full or strangers. The play was a huge success. Very well attended and everyone seemed to enjoy the show. Well, everyone except the reviewer from the Sydney Star Observer who seemed to have real issue with Barry Lowe, the author of the play. It's not hard to work out that there is some history there. Jimi should be happy with the review though - he was described as a "young stud". Brad (you remember Brad, he was in all the 2004 journal entries) has finally turned 30. That'll hurt. Greig and I joined and a cast of many including Brad's father at a nice little celebration. We chose to leave before the nice little celebration turned into a nice little orgy. Luckily, so did Brad's dad. It's been a busy month this month. Larry and Greg had a small gathering to commemorate their 14th anniversary. On top of that they had a ceremony to sign on to the City of Sydney's "Relationship Register". The act has no legal standing at all and as such, is purely symbolic. As far as symbolic gestures go though, it's a nice touch. Personally, Greig and I would never bother with such gestures. We've actually discussed this and came to the conclusion that unless it meant that we would be legally recognised as a couple (ie: we don't need piles of paperwork including wills, powers of attorney, etc) we really see no need. We don't need to prove to anyone that our relationship is valid. Our relationship is acknowledged by everyone around us. Well, everyone except my parents maybe, but who cares about them. That's what the paperwork is for. On the subject of our relationship; This month saw our twentieth year together as a couple. We celebrated by gathering a group of about 80 of our friends together in the Balcony Bar of Home Nightclub and spent a wonderful evening drinking copious amounts of bubbly alcohol and nibbling on cute little pieces of finger food as we overlooked Darling Harbour. Michael was nice enough to travel all the way from the UK especially for the event. Well, actually he travelled all the way from the UK so he could change the terms of his visa over there. But he chose to do it at the same time as our party, so I think that counts for something. Ma presented an excellent speech in our honour which actually made us both out to be nice guys. That was really sweet of him. Dud followed him and Mikey K had a go at roasting us as well. It's a good thing the microphone didn't work. After the shin-dig a group of us headed out to the Shift for a dance. We lasted until the drag show started and then we knew it was time to leave. So, parties, nice dinners in Melbourne, presents and boat trips. That was a pretty good month I think. |
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