I’m not Religious, but this week was super holy.
On Friday night I forgot to bring my camera to Christina’s local Eastwood priest’s Golden Jubilee dinner at Canterbury Hurlstone Park RSL (talk about over the top, fake jungles with bird sounds, water fountains with fire features!).
I got a bit excited when we sat down at the RSL’s roulette wheel but just as I was about to slip a fiver into the machine the call came and we had to attend dinner.
Father Kevin’s speech was great, he’s an old guy but he’s sharp and funny. Good to know as he’s most likely going to be the guy who’s going to perform our wedding ceremony.
The back of a man about to get married.
“God thinks sex is great!”
On Saturday we attended a relo’s wedding which was held early at 10am in a lovely church on Oxford St. Paddington.
The highlight of the ceremony was the priest, who gave the most exciting homily I’ve ever heard in a church. He brought up sex, the very word alone, spoken through a microphone in the church seemed a little sharp, a bit out of place. In an excited uplifted manner he spoke “God thinks sex is great!”. I almost gave out a “whoo hoo!” at hearing that, but wait, there was more, he then went on to interpret the joining of man and woman quite literally. Saying that “Sex is the glue which binds man and woman” and he also explained that when a couple’s sex life starts deteriorating, so too does their marriage.
Taking the mirrors off without damaging the plastic clips was a little nerve-wracking but we did it no worries.
Mirrors on.
Nice tight carbon weave.
Front carbon splitter installed.
R32 vs TDI
On Saturday day Suga and I fitted some sexy carbon mirrors and a front diffuser to her R32 Golf.
3 yo!.
Jamie, Keith and the face of Guinness advertisements in Ireland (for real) Luke.
On Saturday night Richie had his 32nd B’day dinner at Kensington Peking, which I think is the best Chinese restaurant in the whole of Sydney (big call I know). We’ve been following this Chef, Peter, since we were little kids. He used to work across the street, then in Coogee beach but he’s been a hit ever since opening this restaurant in Kensington (next door the post office). We also ducked into the Doncaster pub for a few beers after dinner, which was all done up (impressive actually).
On Sunday I was hungover all day, and night. We had another B’day dinner for Richie, this time with the family, at Kelly’s Grill in Bondi Junction, whilst they aren’t always consistent (my steak was a little overcooked) I still think their Ribs kick ass over Hurricanes in Bondi Beach.