Blue Moon Party

...as in the second full moon in a month...
And here's the proof.
The Canuk contingent.
Pirates never had much in the way of faith.
Hiyawhoa?
Brandy wanted to go as a pimp.
Kim arrests Paris Hilton - again. If they were handing out costume prizes, Paris would have got it.

The Ecclesiastical section. And their supplier.

1 Bed / Goldsbrough Mort Building

So, here it is, property number 1 - brought to courtesy of CDB and the ATO...

The Goldsbrough Mort building - which used to be a wool warehouse. And, presumably, a red-light district for sheep-shaggers.
See...(wanna see something REALLY cool? Click this pic.)
Now there is a nice entrance door.
And a swimming pool.
And the whole inside has been yuppiefied.
So, we bought one and leased it straight back out to Oaks property who run it as a serviced apartment. They did the renovation, too.
There's a living-room area.
All nicely furnished.
A tiny little balcony.
With a view - to next-door's carpark.
There's a kitchen area.
With cupboardy things.
There is one bedroom.
With a bed.
And a bog.
With other stuff in it.
Here's a piccy of the special lock they fitted to the balcony door - something the insurance people like, apparently.
And it comes with its very own hermit.

Alan, Fiona & Tate - Easter 2007

We went down to Adelaide for Easter mainly to see these guys. Of course, there was a bit of sightseeing, too.

On with the rellie stuff...

Tate with a big bucket of lego. Woot.
Tate with his dad.
The back yard.
Likewise - and, I'm told (because I certainly wasn't going to find out for myself) a mysterious box containing a brown snake. Dead, apparently.
More mystery. The plants that have no name.
He definitely has a name - Recky (wrecky?).
Recky chases balls - actually, anything.
And this is his favorite bird-bath - which he thinks is a dog-bath.
Men out playing footie.
Proper footie.
There's the barbie - the cops check that every Australian owns one.
The window is Tate's bedroom - the one with the Spurs scarf.
Me and my brother, Alan.
For some reason people think we're related to the Adam's family.
We went up to Handorf. for some grub

German peasant chic.
Tate tries his hand at riding - sensibly choosing something plastic over something stupid.
Even if it does take off, it's got all that wood to drag around.
It also has a bottom. Thanks for that, Tate.
The mandatory visit to the fairy grotto. Probably a good idea to take some dangerous drugs first.
See what I mean - oooh, the colours.
Kim & Tate.
Kim & me!
A rose between two thorns, apparently.
Nice family pic - though Tate is still looking for the horses arse.
Sistas - and a rubber aeroplane.