Cocktails and Furballs
“Is this the right place?” “This is the address on the invitation.”
“Is this the right place?” “This is the address on the invitation.”
Welcome all. We’ve hired a cricket pavilion for Lisa’s birthday, there’s a band playing Brown Eyed Girl, and what more do you need. First to the bar is Lyle, who has chosen a drink to channel the typical fearlessness of … Continue reading
Today is Lisa‘s 40th birthday (I’m allowed to divulge that information because she has already done so). So today’s cocktails will be in honour of that. However, there’s a twist. Along with your toast, you must give her a handy … Continue reading
Last week our theme was fire, and this week it’s water. Next week’s theme will not be Christmas. This afternoon you will find the bar open down by the pool; please keep your clothes on, it’s nippy out there and … Continue reading
Clair asked for HEAT and HEAT she will get. Today the bar is extremely warm; in fact in places it is definitely on fire. Actual flames, people, please take care. The fireworks include a row of flaming B52s roaring across … Continue reading
If the birthday cocktails are going to be thrown at me, as I fully anticipated they would, then we’re not serving anything with ice today. In fact, nothing cold at all. I hear several pleas for a hot toddy or … Continue reading
Today’s drinks are being served in the Beds & Bedding section of a large department store, where the staff are skulking, embarrassed, near the till. They have asked us to get our feet off the beds, and stop drinking in … Continue reading
We don’t know why it’s Bill Murray day, but it is. Imagine, if you will, one of those lovely old fashioned picture houses with the little kiosk downstairs selling poppets and munchies, stairs winding up to the side taking you … Continue reading