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Mikes Flag

With the faint sounds of banjo music echoing through the cars an intrepid band, Jim, Kev, Tony and Chris set out on a mission to help Mike with his erection difficulties at his country Holiday retreat (aka The Mansion). Jim drove one car with Tony navigating and Kev providing ballast, they left three hours before Mike so not knowing where the cabin was adjourned to the Toora hotel to wait, resulting in a phone call to Chris, who was somewhere in Mikes car, with instructions to stop drinking because he would be needed to drive Jim´s car from the pub!

This proved so upsetting to Chris that he spent the rest of the weekend attempting, with little success, to empty Mikes dam of trout (or whatever those wet things were). The next morning, to the complete confusion of all, we cleared several trees from properties around Mikes until, fortunately for Mike, his chainsaw ran out of fuel allowing us to resume fluid intake in preparation for the planned and much anticipated erection.

Mike, displaying never before seen signs of leadership, then pointed to a spot on the ground and said "dig a hole there. Jim and I are going to get cement". Apparently he did not like the two bags we had taken with us, got in the car and disappeared leaving "one leg Tony" and "Broken Thumb Kev" to dig the hole. Chris was once again trying to drown fishing lures.

Upon Mike and Jim´s return (they said they didn´t go via the pub) the flagpole was erected and several more beers consumed in celebration. Then Doug arrived so more beers were drunk just to make him feel bad. The Saturday night passed pleasantly either due to Mike´s superb spit roast, or the dozen bottles of Red used to wash it down.

Sunday morning was spent contemplating the serenity of the spot until, in an attempt to get rid of us, Mike hoisted an All Blacks flag causing all except Chris (who had to be dragged away from the dam) to throw bags in cars and leave.

The drive home was much less talkative than the drive there, for some reason.

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