So my first Easter with the wonderful Nadine. Well she was not so bloody wonderful when she made me clean out my beer from the fridge to fit in some seafood. I tried to plead my case that Easter was about drinking and footy. Not the Lord and Family time. My shela proving she is more than just a pretty face tried to explain that there is no VB cans or any booze represented in Da Vinci's Last Supper. Well I have one simple question was Da Vinci with JC at his last banquet? No, no he was not and you will never be able to convince me that a man that can change water into wine would not have got legless on his last night out with the lads! Well sometimes you can not win with the ladies so I relented and emptied out the fridge...
BUT it was on one condition we hit up the SFS to watch the Waratah's on Saturday night. What a bloody great night the Tahs won by 30 the queue to the bar was short and a few of the boys infiltrated the Stadium with some Rum bottles. What a beauty Rum n Rugby and Nadine to taxi me home. The only downer on the night was when I dropped a full glass of Rum over the lady in front of me. The way she carried on "You have wrecked me new leather jacket", "Now I am wet and sticky", "oh its down my pants" was unbelievable. I mean I was the one who lost a perfectly poured glass of Rum and Coke. Thank god she moved a few seats down. At least then I could like up her seat!
