Last night was the work Christmas Party. It started very nicely at a lovely restaurant on the north shore, and ended up somewhere in Manly in the wee hours. Friend Pete above shown contemplating next cocktail at some groovy little bar in Manly. I remember passing my housemate on the verandah around dawn, he was on his way to the airport, i was on my way to bed. But at least I didn’t wake up when a wave washed over me, as one of the party goers did this morning.