St Patrick's Day

St Paddies day isn't taken as seriously in London than we do in Aus I think. Firstly, the only people running around creating chaos are Aussie?? The Irish go home, the English remember why they shipped the Irish convicts over the Australia and the tourists wonder what the hell is going on.

For this fine day a group of us decided that we would go on the Monopoly Pubcrawl. Bascially this is a pubcrawl that via plane, train and automobile takes you to a pub on every street of the Monopoly Board. Now it is kind of difficult to do it all, we gave it a red hot go and had a very big morning / day / afternoon / evening / night / morning in our 19 hour session around the Monopoly board.

Although most of us adopted the familiar green, some did go for gold with Nathan and Nikki winning in my opinion.

Now we could go on and on about the fun times we had, Luke's call of the night ('Old Street - Kasi, it's your street'), the lovely noises coming out of Ms Duggan or me ending up in North London at 4am some 18 hours after the start of the pub crawl because for some reason I thought every bus leaving Piccadilly was going directly to my house not in the opposite direction and not realising for another 20 minutes before waiting in the rain and wind for another bus before getting a cab and... well I said we weren't going to talk about.

More photos here: Monopoly Pub Crawl