Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour Then leaf subsides to leaf So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day Nothing gold can stay -robert frost-
Monday, April 17, 2006
- 11:33 pm
what a night. after a long day in skool my dad picked me up and we went down to the launch of this beautiful new restaurant called the song of india. its down at stevens road and it is lovely. they even have a complimentary valet parking service. the owner, paul is apparently a friend of my dads and we met a lot of other friends there. it was brilliant, dr mary, alpha and a whole lot of people. it was bloody sweet; the plates were gold, the cutlery was silver, the glasses were crystal and i had half a mind to nick some of the stuff under my jacket- unfortunately the only things i nicked were a few glasses of champagne. we all just stood around chatting whilst waiters (top top service. it was like some 6 star hotel) served food all about. alpha vehemently proclaimed his non vegetarianism and we all helped ourselves to whatever came our way. anyways, we all know what happens when you put a bunch of malus about drink; and none of us failed to disappoint. alpha was poking fun at the auditors and his daughter and i were chuckling away sharing inside jokes whilst we all met like a million other people and enjoyed fine, fine food. the live band was wonderful, playing all sorts a song but none better than the green green grass of home which i loved, and right at the end before we left we did country road. the valet apparently enjoyed driving my dads BM because he took really long in driving it back. i guess life has changed; and for the better. cheers to a much better future; and company.
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