Staff party

So for all our hard work over the christmas holidays, the good people at PJ's decided it would be a really good idea to stick all of us on a bus with a shit load beer and bring us to a vineyard. I don't if they could organise a piss up in a brewery but they sure could organise a piss up in a vineyard. So of we set out off the city to the sticks, or the Yarra Valley, stopping off at the Moet & Chandon Vineyard for a few glasses of the nicest piss in Melbourne.















After cruising round the country in our little bus, locked, surnburnt and scaring school children we had a surprise stop at the home of Neighbours, Ramsey street. Surprisingly its just a normal public street in the Melbourne Suburbs that anyone is allowed to drive up and take photo of. Normal people still live in the houses, they just allow the crew to shoot a few scenes whenever they need to.
While we were there we had to do a little receation of a bit of domestic. I called cahill "a flamin Galla" and he called my mum a dingo, then I had to deck him one, and Cathy got a bit dramatic.

After this the night got a bit messy and I can't remember to much except that I got sick in work for the first time ever the next morning, I looked in the mirror and thought I was being attacked by zombies. Snasty