August 9th was mum and dad’s 27th wedding anniversary. However, dad wasn’t able to come downunda till the 11th. So we decided to have a little something on the 11th, I mean, you can’t exactly celebrate a wedding anniversary if the groom wasn’t around now can you.
The night started early, we were all dressed and ready to go out by 7.30 p.m. when the most hilarious thing happened. You see, us children (plus Cheryl) couldn’t decide what to get our parents for their anniversary. So we decided to do something different, we hired a limousine for the night out. Mum was around here two weeks prior, so she knew exactly what was happening, but we decided to leave my dad in the dark and surprise him. Dad was ready to go first, at sharp 7.30 p.m., he was sitting outside with his shoes on waiting for the rest of us slow pokes when the limo driver came walking in. He asked my dad, “Are you waiting for the limousine service?” and my dad, without hesitating replied, “No I’m sorry, I think you got the wrong place.” When we realized what was actually going on, the driver had already taken off. Luckily he called the house phone just to make sure or our planned would have been backfired.
After all that commotion, we waited a couple of minutes and the limousine arrived. After a few brief introductions we immediately started stuffing ourselves into the limo. It was a old Jaguar limousine that could fit 9 people, needless to say we sat quite comfortable the 7 of us. We brought our own sparkling wine and even before arriving the restaurant mum was already feeling all flushed with the little wine she drank.
We went to this place called Fuchè (which is pronounced Fush as some people say). It was like a Mexican fusion restaurant. The food wasn’t bad and the atmosphere was quite nice except for the fact that it was like an open door concept restaurant and it was freaking cold! Can’t exactly remember what we ate there though. (hmm.. need to blog earlier next time so I don’t forget details.) But I do remember what we had for dessert thought, deep fried Mars bars with ice cream. It sounds so sweet doesn’t it? Believe me, it most definitely is. It seems like after you eat it, “cacing” can start coming out of your arse.
So having our dinner and desserts, we chilled awhile and just talked and laughed till about 10.20 p.m. when the limousine arrived to pick us up to go to some retro old school club. Can’t remember the name of the club either, but it’s on the Subiaco street. We paid 5 dollars each to enter, and as soon as we entered, I started laughing ‘cause the club was playing Alex Gaudino’s destination unknown. The expression on my mum’s face was priceless. Allan, the person who suggested the club then went to ask the bartender about the music and the guy said that the retro songs are only on Friday nights. Saturdays, are trance music all the way. Guess this kinda places would make King Han and Andrew really happy. LoL.
Allan and I then decided to take a walk down Subiaco street to see if there were any other clubs or pubs with some 80’s music. We had no luck. Most of the other pubs were also playing trance music. So we decided to call the limousine driver and call it a night. We had fun though. Some of the pictures are posted below.
The Group Pic.
Cheryl and I.
Denise's dessert (it's some vodka with ice cream thingy)
The bar in the limo.
Deep fried Mars bar
Fooling around.
The anniversary pic.
Mum and dad in the limo.
You gotta have a pic of the car. LoL
Denise, Brandon and Cheryl.
Allan and Tania.
In the limo.
Mum and Dad.
Allan, Cheryl and I.
Fresh Oysters. Yucks!
Prawn Pasta.
Chilly "Muscles".
