Sunday, September 10, 2006


Colette arrived before the Toga Party to refresh and recuperate. As the following photos may show, it was a good call. Party on, Wayne. (Apologies for massive delay in getting these up!) Posted by Picasa


Chatty Chatty Bang Bang Posted by Picasa


Eh, ... Luke! Posted by Picasa


Note the (almost totally) unused marquee in the background. Posted by Picasa


Shane and Derry are close. REAL close. Posted by Picasa


Loo, Woo and Moo. Posted by Picasa


Cillian and Jenny debating the differing merits of 4-5-1 vs 4-4-2. Posted by Picasa


"Soooo, what do I do with this again......?" Posted by Picasa


Hugolus forgot to sunscreen himself at the Coliseum. Posted by Picasa


By far the best pose of the night. AND he did it first take too. Practice, eh? Posted by Picasa


Cheers, Pete et al. Posted by Picasa


What WERE they shmoking?! Posted by Picasa


Sky Night, Sky Bright. Give me a party tonight. Posted by Picasa


Cillian warning us to get an early night -"The Season's only a couple of months away, lads..." Posted by Picasa


Joseph brought a wee goat. Posted by Picasa


I think they're up to something. Posted by Picasa


Colette busting her moves. Posted by Picasa


SOMETHING was funny. Posted by Picasa


I found the folk who flipped the electric mains switch and left us in the dark and without music. They were very repentant. Honest. Posted by Picasa


Celebrating Dukey's Birthday. Happy Birthday, "Conor". Posted by Picasa


Hello, ladies. Posted by Picasa


Ok. A quick game of Spot the Difference. This is Photo A. Posted by Picasa


Photo B. Noticed the difference? Posted by Picasa


Prize for the Best "On-the-Spot" toga goes to Gail. Congrats. Man, Fasty is so attractive. Not a good look. Posted by Picasa


Beer-us. Posted by Picasa


"Have you seen the bus to Luanland?" Posted by Picasa


Blue Steel, baby. Baby Blue Steel. Posted by Picasa


This is Sarah. Her number is 087783...ah, feckit, you can find it in most phoneboxes. Posted by Picasa


He's a LEETel bit dwunk. Posted by Picasa


The Chic Sheikhs. Posted by Picasa


The lads REALLY loved the surprise playing of Whitney Houston's "I'm Every Woman". Posted by Picasa


Macky PROPER loving it. Posted by Picasa


Doing the Summer House Boogie. Posted by Picasa


The Summer House Party. Posted by Picasa


John C'meyawr-acus, Father to a murdered joint, brother to a polluted Phil, Visitor to a destroyed gaff,... He will have his vengeance. In this life or the next. Posted by Picasa


A site very few (if any) have actually seen. Phil is 5 seconds away from his orgasm face... Posted by Picasa


and, worryingly, the lads were ready and willing to lap it up. Posted by Picasa


Hands up if you can see a bra (SORRY, Sharon!) Posted by Picasa


Colman on his first visit. He found himself a Happy Out home. Posted by Picasa


"Clap Your Hands Say No" (to drugs.) Partying to and beyond the break of dawn. Respeck. Posted by Picasa


Luan takes time out of his busy speaking-to-the-speakers schedule to pose for the now infamous morning "Group Photo". Posted by Picasa


Dan couldn't pose for the photo. He was busy looking for a phone to nick. Posted by Picasa


Can't remember taking this photo. Did someone take a pic of Sporty Spice Earley squeezing one out? Posted by Picasa


Woulfie does NOT like the way way they move. Does not like the way they move (C) Outkast Posted by Picasa


Where's Luan? Where's LUAN?! Luan? LUAN? Luan?! Posted by Picasa


Peek-a-BOO. RARR. Scary. Posted by Picasa


A MOST enjoyable day. Not a day for many photos so this will have to do. If at all possible. Posted by Picasa