saturday i had condemned myself to a day of christmas shopping, so imagine the joy i felt when my phone rang whilst sitting in traffic on sydney road... "interested in some polo action?" he asked. "why yes, i imagine i could go to the effort of dressing up and winding my way down to albert park for some ponies and champagne," i replied. hurrah and huzzah!
met J at the gate and dazzled the punters with my glorious chinese red parasol. i was introduced to a bunch of new friends and i think i spotted some horses at some stage but i can't quite be sure. there were the traditional running races between the games, men and women competing for large magnums of champagne (and being presented with small bottles of said champagne - oh the indignity of it all - ha!) and yes for those of you who remember pretty woman, some sort of divot stomping thing on the field. we finished up at the pub across the road for a while, then a quick change before heading off to penny's housewarming in preston (yes preston, everyone's going to preston).
what a funny night. a small group of us ended up retiring to the shed in the backyard because it was so darn cold. of course we were lounging on banana chairs as if it were summer. a lot of laughter and silliness ensued.
in all a bloody fine day and night.
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