Stick It Up Yer Jumpah

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

I had a pretty quiet day of it. The rain has finally stopped and it is nice out, but I was working and Caro and Feefs were driving around looking at shops and meeting friends.

But in the evening we met up with Tiger and Loulou for dinner at our new favourite restaurant "The Surfer's Mistress" on Paraparaumu beach. We've now been there twice and it's always a lovely, friendly atmosphere and the food (Italian) is great. 

I had an "Amalfy" cocktail (see extra) which came in a Martini glass. I passed it around the table. "Wow!" said Tiger. "That is TART!" 

It was lemon gin with extra lemon. Feefs' face nearly folded in on itself when she took a sip. 

It was a fun evening full of larfs which typically I can no longer remember. Although we did talk about Tiggy's penis for a while. As you may recall, Tiggy is Feefs' dog, and while he has been fixed, this doesn't stop the odd "incident" happening, causing Tiggy discomfort. On a couple of occasions now, Feefs has had to take Tiggy to the "Hot Vet" who she fancies.

"He told me I just have to help slide his foreskin back," explained Feefs.

"Who? The Hot Vet? That's DISGRACEFUL!" thundered Tiger.

The other big larf of the evening was when Feefs told everyone she's given up smoking, for about four days now.

"That's amazing! You haven't been a c*** all evening!" said Tiger.

We are sophisticated. You can tell by our drinks.

Which reminds me. I ordered Sgroppino for dessert. 

"And well done YOU, for ordering that," said the waiter. Which worried me. 

Again, I passed it around the table. "Wow!" said Loulou.

I do wish people would stop saying that. 

Anyway. It was actually very nice, but more like yet another cocktail than an actual dessert. So I hoovered up Caro's leftover ice-cream to make up for things.

To cap the evening, we were visited by the Kapiti Brass Ensemble, an oompah band who delighted us with a selection of carols. 

(No really, they did. Mainly because all the carols were really short).

Surrounded as we were by Xmas lights and trees, it was all very jolly. Obviously they then came around with a bucket for donations. 

I didn't have any change, so I pulled out a purple $50 bill in the hope of making change. 

"PUT THAT AWAY!" said Feefs. For one thing, she already had her $2 coin her hand. For another, like most Kiwis she is INCREDIBLY careful with money. 

Caro asked what the hissing was about and Feefs blurted out, "He was about to pull out the purple! He's got it in his hand."

Tiger didn't even have to say anything that time.

S.

p.s. I wondered where the phrase, "Oompah oompah stick it up your jumper" came from. Here is my answer.