New Years in the Valley 2011/2012

First of all let me just say I know you all missed me. It’s been a while since I have graced you with my presence. I hope everyone had a great Christmas and a New Year’s that they actually remembered.  We started off New Year’s Eve in style grabbing a quick beer or 3 with mates from Bloem at Llandudno. Yes that’s right, I’m a laany.  Then we put on our gang neutral colours and made our way to the Valley.

After getting all our bag in and making sure the booze was on ice we decided it was time to get the party started.  Suit cases! Waaay too soon.  But that’s just how we roll at Mutual. I must say the Valley is really not what I expected, people were a lot friendlier and there were hardly any guns around. Well done Tatty for organising everyone (including Basil) a lay upon arrival. Yip, that just happened. So a couple of beers down and I decided to test how hospitable the Thomas’ really are. And to my surprise, they welcomed me with open arms. Yes Tatty, I wasn’t lying when I told your dad “I’ve got your back”.

Pretty soon the sun was starting to set and after a couple of dips in the pool, Chef Vis decided it was time to get his braai on. While the meat was on the braai, Mother Thomas decided to bring out a couple of snacks. The most awesome pies I have ever had combo’d with what I thought was tomato sauce, which literally burnt my lips off.

With New Years around the corner Pablo’s friend Mr. Ponchos made a turn and after that it seems like things were headed one way. A couple more dips in the pool and a couple of more beers and I started to wonder if most of us would even make New Years. The beers eventually became Vodka/Redbulls and our barman/minion was doing a great job. Vis and I are still wondering how Finley ended up like he did at the end of the night if he was pouring. Instead of ‘naai jou maatjie’ he was playing ‘naai jouself’. But we will get back to that a little later. So after a couple of bevy’s as always we seem to get rather friendly.

Thankfully it was round about this time that Chef decided we were all allowed to eat. So we all sat down and decided to line our stomachs a bit more for round 2. And then things kinda carried on right where we had left off. This time the ladies brought their ‘ladies’ to the party. YES PLEASE!!

With New Years approaching fast it seemed like a ‘whole new world’ was on the horizon. ‘ A dazzling place I never knew’, yeah you know I just did that.Ok fine it was kinda lame. So flying into the New Year, champagne bottles already open and ready to pop. And of course there is always that guy who pre maturely pop, 10 minutes too soon. Young Frodo Baggins could not contain his excitement and splurged everywhere.

With everyone anticipating the count down and 5FM blaring we brought in New Years with a bang. And after the champagne showers everyone stripped down and jumped into the pool all taking a turn with the underwater camera. Well I hope it was one, otherwise someone owes Tatty another camera.

With everyone starting to get a little nippy outside we decided to move the party inside, oh yes, time to hit the jacuzzi. Look at the talent we had to work with. BOOOM. Special mention must be made of Snail and Tattys gum boot New Years celebration.

After a few hand offs that Ioane would have been proud of, and a couple of punches being thrown it seemed like everyone had secured their seat. For some reason we only always seemed to have one lady around……im sure she liked her odds.

Finley looked so angry.Maybe this was the start of his down fall….. As at every party, people started disappearing to the comforts of a bed. Tatty was the first casualty, explaining to everyone that she was only going to rest her eyes for half an hour then she would be back. Which is bullshit for two reasons. Firstly she sleeps with her eyes open (Bondi can vouch for this) and secondly she never came back. 

Then the guys decided to have a photo taken. I think at this time Basil was in the corner singing some Celine Dion which is probably why he isnt in the picture. Notice Finely now sporting his birth right, the ninja eyes. This is probably when things went really south for him. He did end off the night trying to paint pavement pizza’s on Tatty’s sisters walls, then surprisingly for such a small chap had enough left in his tank for both bathrooms and tried to chunder a moat around the house. Top form bud, we will take that as initiation passed.

I’m pretty sure I was apart of a threesome for a while im the dying moments in the jacuzzi before I decided to call it a night. There is always a flourishing romance around the New Year. But as always what happens at the club, stays at the club….and on this blog….and on facebook….and BBM….and probably Twitter now as well. Besides Basils raunchy sex talk ‘in his sleep’ and Finley/Limpe trying to paint the walls in the bathrooms, the night was quite peaceful. I did wake up during the night and sleepwalk/sleeptakepics and found this pic on my phone the next morning of LG in what can only be described and a struggle snuggle.

The next morning looking like a war field after a battle, we managed to pull ourselves together long enough to have break fast (scrambled eggs…. Between the legs) and all gather around the pc so that we could help each other piece together the happenings of the night before. I also realised that there was a video where my future children madean apprearance.

What a great way to start 2012.