Last night was G's first night away from both mummy and daddy. He stayed at Mel's parent's place so we could have a night out and a sleep in the next morning. Nothing too outrageous....just a film at Centro (Death at a Funeral) and then home really. We did have a few Louis Roederers before the film so that made it more of a night out. The film was recommended by Sebastian and it didn't disappoint as it was quite humerous.
Later that night our plan of an uninterrupted sleep was rudely sabotaged by some lower class tart, apparently acquainted with the neighbours......yes, those noisey ones who like Shannon Noll in the early hours.......who kept ringing our intercom at 3am but would not answer. Finally I had to go down to stop the intrusion on our peace and she gave some lame arse excuse about trying to get in to see her brother (the neighbour) who was obviously out or decided he didn't want to see her that night and therefore was not answering his intercom. The slack b@*# didn't even apologise for waking the complex (we weren't the only unit she had been buzzing). Probably on some form of medication I would say and not the stuff that I usually prescribe.
Anyway putting all that behind us and managing a sleep in until nearly 7am!!!, we decided to go get the boy. We then headed for Manx, one of the restaurants at the Portside district and had a nice lunch. The photo is of G getting rather familiar with his monkey while waiting for the pre-dinner bread to arrive.
Tonight we are off to see Will Anderson at the Powerhouse and we are inflicting Grayson on Riley for the night. Should be fun :)
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