Friday 23 February – Boston

LIBE’S SHOE COUNT = 10

Australia’s version of the New York Four – Lawson, Carey and Mr & Mrs Josh & Sarah Kennedy (or is that Curtain?) – rolled into town for the weekend tonight. You could actually add me to that number as I’d seen Boston only briefly in the last fortnight or so, which was an arrival of 11pm on Sunday (18th) and a 7am departure for Springfield the following morning. Fair to say I was happy to be back in Boston, and even happier that the decision to not to spend next week in Springfield was also made – it can get you down being out there for so long in such a limited time of secondment.

This weekend was bound to be a laugh and a half.

When the Fantastic 4 finally got in, around 11, we headed to the Bell in Hand (now known as the Cock in Hand) in the Faneuil Hall area. Actually, the rest of the crew headed there and jumped in the queue – I sat back at Pete’s for a few minutes and watched the Blue Diamond instead, once again having to put up with Bryan Martin’s poor race call on Sky Channel. He really is an ordinary caller; although no one else might think this, Greg Miles might just be the best sports commentator in Australia. I think only Richie might have him covered. Even the dulcet tones of John O’Flaherty – Mr ‘... and the colours are just obscured there for the moment’ of the Victorian Western District races fame – is preferable to Bryan.

We managed to sink a few quick ones before they turned on the lights before the official 2pm closing. That’s right, the place was still jumping at 1:30am – and on come the lights. Disappointing. It’s like being 90 points up on Collingwood in the 4th quarter and the umpires agreeing to walk off the ground.

At least we were there to meet Larry Largenuts (or ‘Lugnuts’ – its up for interpretation. I’ll use Lugnuts). I won’t spend too much time putting into words what Larry looks like. Needless to say, it may have been a sock. Coupled with a pair of jeans he may have needed to cut with the Jaws of Life to get out of, you couldn’t help but notice it. And I’m not sure that by Sunday night Sarah had recovered from being caught by Larry having a glance, but by the same token, but we got the feeling that she might not be the first female that Larry had caught.

Fair to say that Larry's most common destination on holiday is Bangkok.

Also I believe I found out why the saying goes “as happy as Larry”.

Apart from this, Larry looks like a rocker, a man that has lead quite a hard life. We managed to get anothert photo of him on Saturday night (another funny story there) – refer to that day’s details.

Back to Pete’s to watch a bit of Jackass 2 (which is balltearingly funny). Just wish Baz hadn’t got to KL’s pictures of him falling asleep on the couch. Not that I’d post them here, but as KL will attest to, I was rolling around on the floor pissing myself laughing while taking them. They might have been my finest work with the Camera yet.

Managed to get Josh & Sarah in the accommodation draft. Happy with that, as it didn’t get two males who (1) may have stunk out the living room; (2) could possibly be massive snorers, and (3) in Baz’s case, were no certainty to make it home when the rest of us did and thus might require us to get up and let him in.