What goes around comes around! Saturday 28th

Matts suffering this morning...we drove home from Marks, and he's holding sick in his mouth as he drives (oooooooo lovely!)


He is death warmed up! Of course for the rest of the morning i rip the shit out of him...

'do you want some yoghurt matt'

'hair of the dog matt...fancy a beer?'

'want some eggs matt?'


Seriously he blew chunks (haha amy wilden), chundered, spewed, wretched, chucked, yakked, and revisted dolmio day about 7 times?

The jogger didn't appreciate it either as he ran past matt on the drive, blowing chunks, chundering, spewing, wretching, chucking, yakking, and revisiting dolmio day!


Matt was moving house today so went to bed to calm a bit...and so did sarah til midday!


But what goes around comes around...and eventually the hangover hit me hard...8.9 on the Hangover scale.

The winding roads to Raglan did not help! So i had my head sticking out the window for 45minutes to calm myself!

It was that bad that i had to close my eyes...the fields and mountains blurred past my eyes making me want to blow chunks, chunder, spew, wretch, chuck, yakk, and revisit dolmio day!

We visited Bridal Veil Falls..'the fresh air will do you good'







Hangover cure...a big hench lunch and a coca cola.

We went to 'vinneys' it was mmm good. I had like the New Zealand version of the 'original combo' (pikey)

Sarah had a 'Big Daddy Blue Cheese Burger'


Oh and the waitress had a screw loose! She was one penny short of a pound...one table short of a picnic...you get the drift? A COMPLETE SPANNER! A RUSTY ONE! Even nice people like Kym and Malcolm must have thought the same!

RETARDED.


Due to Sarahs incompetence...she didn't tak a photo of this rusty spanner. STUPID BITCH. So this'll have to do!






Hangover cured! I mean it hit in waves but the tidal wave had passed.


We headed down to the beach where Kym played around in the sand, and sarah played around in the sea.

I spent a little time lunging with Malcolm...








Kym found a stick and hiked back up with it...due to there being a little bit of absinthe swimming around me...i thought it was hilarious and continued calling Kym 'Gandalf' until we got back to the car!

She replied in saying 'this is my beating stick'

Some major 'shut up nicola' hint.

We love you Gandalf...i mean...Slave...i mean...Kym!