IRB Rugby Sevens

29 05 2007
Chris, Sash, Me, Nathan, Steve

Rugby Sevens crew (L to R): Chris, Sash, Me, Nathan, Steve

Take one international sports event, add six dashing young men in costumes, a lot of drinking, and what you have is a recipe for total madness.

Sunday was the IRB Rugby Sevens, my esteemed associates and I donned various costumes and headed along. Our crew consisted of a Priest, a Convict, a Pig, Shrek, and Elvis representing all that is good and true about New Zealand. My claim to fame is that I, dressed as Elvis, was approached by the BBC to do a spot on TV, so the commentator did his lines, then they cut to me singing “It’s now or never” (classic Elvis), also Chris (the Priest), and I were on the big screen at the match, which also happened to be televised across our great land. New Zealand also won the event, go team.

Easily the funniest day ever, and we had people coming to take photos with us all over the place – I feel like a bonafide celebrity, heh. Got some great photos, check out the link:


London Marathon & An Update (April 2007)

23 04 2007

Supporting The Marathon Runners

"Supporting" The Marathon Runners

The London Marathon was yesterday; today I am sore, bruised and have little cuts all over my feet and hands. This would be fine if I had actually been participating in the marathon, unfortunately however, my injuries were sustained during a rather chaotic water fight with some local kids in our driveway in the late afternoon.

The London Marathon goes right past my flat, so some friends and I set up shop in the backyard with water guns and buckets of water and blasted the unsuspecting runners as they went past, it’s probably the only time you can spray innocent unsuspecting people with water and have them be thankful for it. Out of the 35,000 odd people who went past our place, only three or four people seemed to take offence, some one threw half a banana which managed to hit me in the side of the head, someone spat at us (thankfully they missed), and we had a few empty bottles lobbed over the wall, but mostly people appreciated we were doing our part to make London a better place!

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Arsenal vs Blackburn

26 02 2007

Arsenal vs Blackburn - DSC02634It’s true that New Zealand is rugby mad, we are world famous it; but I believe New Zealand’s passion for rugby is nothing compared to Britain’s fanatical obsession over football. Anyone you ask, from children, to little old ladies have a team of choice who they support passionately; blood is literally spilled between supporters of opposing teams regularly, tickets to Premiership games cost at least £100, and they still sell out entire stadiums seating tens of thousands. An Arsenal season ticket will cost you in the vicinity of £2,000, and that’s just for the home games.

Admittedly, I do enjoy a match of football, but don’t really have a ‘team’, so much. If pushed I’ll say I support Chelsea, because it seems to me, if I have to pick a team, why not pick one that’s good and it looks like they might win something? Inevitably though, this response usually gets a scornful reception, apparently it seems, simply supporting the winning team is not the English way of choosing an allegiance.
Arsenal vs Blackburn - DSC02637
On occasion, when I do watch a match, I generally like to do so down the pub with a Guinness in hand, and have never felt compelled to part with a couple of hundred pounds to see a match in the flesh; however my newest flatmate managed to borrow two season passes for the Arsenal vs Blackburn the other week.

The seats were amazing, we were in row four, in front of the press boxes, and almost close enough to touch the grass. The game itself, a nil all draw, was great to watch, although, of course, a few goals would have made it a lot more exciting!

Waitangi Day In London

3 02 2007

Congregation next to Westminster Abbey. London Eye and Big Ben in the distance.

Waitangi Day is the national day of New Zealand, it celebrates the signing of the Treaty of Waitangi, New Zealand’s founding document, back in 1840.

In New Zealand, it’s a total non-event, everyone gets the day off work and nobody thinks any more about it. London on the other hand, it’s a totally different story. Thousands of New Zealanders swarm the streets drinking beers and scaring the locals, until finally the madness concludes with a haka next to Westminster Abbey.

A few shots from Waitangi Day in London: