The last Saturday in September marks the culmination of another season of that AFL football thingy/game. As the birthplace of modern AFL, Melbourne tends to verge on hysteria with the anticipation on someone winning. Our good neighbour Sir Geyer suggested we banned together and throw a garden party in the Castle grounds for all of our likeminded friends who frankly couldn't give a toss about the game, but needed a fun way to spend their Grand Final afternoon. It kind of morphed into a fiesta of sorts.
With Sir Geyer's strong entertainment connections, we were lucky enough to secure a halftime performance by the legendary Tom Jones, right after his MCG appearance and Carly Simons was kind enough to perform as support.
With a few lovely German lads dropping in trying to make sense of the whole affair we managed to make a bonza shindig in the perfect weather.
Ready to roll.
Bubbles et Tom.
The Beaumont's
The German invasion. Don't mention the football.
Adrian & Christopher
Ruth & Somer
Quartertime suckers.
Showtime
The incredible Tom Jones.
The so vain Carly Simon.
Blondes having fun.
Someone mentioned that the Hawks won.
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