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The office Christmas parties...

We have attended office Christmas parties in 
Sydney, Melbourne and Auckland this year.

Auckland shopping
Each location was vying to see who could impress most 
to have the most fun on a limited budget.
It was great to see how different each event was.


Auckland Symphony Orchestra carols at the Town Hall
Sydney got off to an um rather spectacular start 
followed by a Brazilian BBQ at Darling Harbour.
I'm not quite sure that combination of words sounds right either...
But that's where we went and what we ate!!


Roadside sculpture Auckland
Melbourne's party was a band in a garage
all hip and trendy. 
It was fantastic, although rather too much 
like corporate speed dating for me.

I had 60 seconds in between very loud music 
to talk to people I'd never met before
before the next song drowned out all hope of conversation.


Albert Park, Auckland
Everyone in the office had chosen their favourite song.
Great idea, except I didn't have a song.


New Zealand's christmas pohutakawa flower bursts forth
Music, or lack of knowledge of it,
 can really make you feel like an outsider.
Forgive me for being a boring Pom, but 
The Violent Femmes - who?


Christmas cake display Langham hotel, Auckland
I know, I know all you Aussies and Americans are shouting 
What? where were you?
I must have been under a 
Blondie rock at the time...
Give me a "Come on Eileen' or even 'I will Survive'
and I would have been the first on the dance floor...

Just 'beam me up Scottie'!


Auckland's Sky Tower dominates the city
Auckland is a great, if somewhat hilly, place to explore.
From the fabulous Light Show at the Auckland Art Gallery
to Auckland Symphony Orchestra carols at the Town Hall.
We had a blast!


Auckland harbour side 
Oh and the office Christmas party?
Auckland decided to go sophisticated 
with dinner at the harbour
Perfect!




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