We're (I'm) off to see the (live in) Wizard of Oz (Country of Australia)

Any old time readers of this blog will remember that many, many moons ago (well about 13 to be precise) I went for a job interview for a job in Australia. Well I go the job and after a lot more interviews and trying to beat some sense into bloody HR people I am going! I should be starting on the 1st of June but it will probably be a little later as I haven't got my visa yet.

So in preparation for this life changing event I am moving out of my beloved Bath flat at the end of this month. To help facilitate this, some of my dear work colleagues and friends offered to help me dispose of my wine and drinks collection. After all even I had to draw the line at shipping wine to Australia!

Here are the pictures:


Stuie tells Anna one of his "naughty" jokes.


Mark on his 7th wine, looking a little the worse than he did the 6th.


I predict a headache.


What Mark drank. Also note the table to the right of Mark which is my wonderful bespoke frosted glass desk that I "obtained" from work. You can buy it by clicking here!


Darth, the only person who can manage to look cool when hungover.


Mark and two of his bitches heading off down my road in search of a fried breakfast. We found one, but Mark couldn't eat his because he felt "a little ill".