December 17, 2012 by 250 Beers
A Christmas party. You either love it or hate it.
Where work functions are concerned, I’m fortunate enough to have a bunch of blokes as colleagues that all have one thing in common – we all love beer.
There’s nothing ever too fussy with our paid-for-by-the-management Christmas do’s. We’re all fairly easy to please. Just give us a decent feed and keep our glasses topped up and we’ll be smiling.
This year was my fifth festive outing since being on the books of my current employer. In my time there, it’s always been a lunch affair except for 2009 when a female organised it and introduced an ‘activity’ into the proceedings. We played putt-putt (that’s crazy golf to non-Aussies) in ridiculous Queensland afternoon humidity before standing up (yes, we had to stand) to eat a steak for dinner at The Normanby. Baffling. One to forget.
For the record, Christmas 2008 was a decent lunch plus many beers at The Caxton. 2010 was a nice lunch plus beers at The Port Office followed by more beers at the now defunct Boardwalk Bar & Grill. The festivities in 2011 were held at none other than Archive Bar where, again, we had a great bite to eat followed by many decent beers plus an impromptu Indian curry somewhere later that evening. The curry event came to an abrupt end for me when one of the guys that I’d agreed to share a cab home with nodded off mid-tikka and his face almost rested snugly on his pilau.
This year was no different. Friday 14th December saw us saunter on down for lunch/drinks at Kingsley’s – a fine spot on the Brisbane River at Eagle Street Pier. The bonus this year was that we had ‘pre-lunch’ drinks at The Bavarian Bier Cafe and ‘after-lunch/drinks’ drinks planned at The Platform Bar.
All good in theory except the 1.5 litres of Bavarian beer that many of us consumed before even arriving at our lunch destination began to take it’s toll. Shortly after we’d eaten our third course at Kingsley’s one of my colleagues vanished into thin air. He just disappeared! He wouldn’t return any text messages or phone calls at first until one text finally came back stating that he was too drunk to continue. Bizarrely, he was the only one to be feeling this way. Perhaps somebody had spiked his James Squire Golden Ale? Perhaps his Kirin was off? Maybe he’d put too many red wines away too soon? Who knows.
Anyway, it was a long afternoon that started around midday and finished past 8pm with a few pints of James Squire Amber Ale at The Platform Bar. I ended up missing my intended all-stations hour-long train and ended up slinking in through my front door around 10pm. I was tipsy, hot, sweaty and very exhausted. ‘Shagged’ if you’ll forgive the term.
As far as hangovers go, the morning after really wasn’t that bad. I went through my hangover ritual in its proper sequence (see below) and all was ok after that.
Bottle of energy drink (I always opt for Powerade – I had this in the fridge pre-empting a hangover). Drink this as soon as you wake up.
2 x paracetamol tablets/capsules to compliment the energy drink.
Eat 2 x fried egg sandwiches. White pepper is my condiment of choice. HP is my favoured sauce. These are both optional additions.
A hangover poo. You know what I’m talking about.
A shower – as hot as you can handle it.
Drink lots of water all day.
I backed this up by attending another Christmas party on Saturday 15th – the day after my work function. Although, this time I was at my 3 year old’s day care which had enforced a total ban on alcohol. Fair enough I suppose. 3 hours of action-packed fun with water! I don’t know where kids get the energy. Oh, wait. Of course I do. It’ll be all the sugar in the chocolate cakes…
Sunday 16th I was at it again. Another celebration but on a much larger scale than the 2 that preceded it.
I, along with Mrs 250beers, the 2 kids and many, many more headed to the Brisbane Entertainment Centre to farewell Greg, Jeff and Murray who are calling it quits at the end of this year. Of course, I’m referring to the 3 retiring members of The Wiggles. Two hours of classic kids’ hits at the third of their four celebration gigs in Brisbane over that weekend.
Three days of solid Christmas partying…….Me? I love it!