Tuesday, December 13, 2005

The GGNRD

In a world first, the Stephen Roberts Foundation Ladies Auxiliary and associates final girls’ night for 2005 is being reported for all the world to see. Ordinarily the goings-on of such occasions are kept strictly private but with our esteemed cofounder Jenny now safely seconded on her undercover assignment to seek up-to-date intelligence on French-fabulousness for the cultural betterment of the SRF Ladies Auxiliary, it seems only fair to report back to her with our latest carrying-on. Lucky(?) for the rest of you.

The GGNRD was convened for the last time for 2005 and the girls responded to the call in fine form, assembling for duty at the Hilton’s Marble Bar for first drinks and polite catch-up.

Margaret decided that despite her anxiety at having our first GN sans Jenny, she would put on a brave face and try to enjoy herself.


With formalities out of the way, we ascended the Hilton monolith a few floors to the very swanky Zeta Bar. While languishing on a giant circular couch in front of an enormous, heat-free fire place, we compared the clownish ‘creations’ adorning the more svelte socialites who teetered around us.


As money is no object for the likes of us, none of us batted an eyelid at the $18.50 it cost for a G&T and a Sav Blanc, not to mention the $28 for the two glasses of champagne the Niks quaffed. In fact, our decision to leave had nothing to do with none of us being able to afford another drink. We just didn’t find the place all that fun… that’s all.

After a bit of wandering of the streets and rejection at places either closed or closed for functions, we subjected ourselves to the 333 bar and found a table, some modestly priced drinks and some traditional dance music. And chips. Thanks Nicole.

The Brons finally cut the shy routine and posed for a portrait.

333 proved to be a pretty hospitable location for us and we threw off our guarded and polite facades to reveal the lovely sparkling things we are.

The Niks get very sparkly!

Lady 1 politely takes self portrait with Lady 2. The very visions of decorum.


One smirk from Suzy and Gabby got all giggly.

Capers continued at the mighty Forbes but as numbers dwindled, time came for the obligatory trip to Maccas. (No photo evidence exists for those moments of greasy, brightly lit gluttony.)

After a quick bite and some spectator sport (Oh Fuck you mait. Ooa. Fuck you, poofta) we headed to the capital of 3am drinking in Sydney to bellow along with the classic hits and watch the beginnings of new love unfold all over the 'dance' floor.

A fine night, fitting of such esteemed ladies.

Till next time, your Stephen Roberts Foundation Ladies Auxiliary and associates GN correspondent reporting.

Over and out.

2 comments:

Margs said...

Well reported Lady! Pity we didn't get more photos of the 'lovin' on the dancefloor at jacksons!

I feel strangly exposed with all this reporting on GN goings on though...Hurry back Jen so this doesn't keep happening.

Jenny said...

Fabulous!

It certainly looks like there was plenty of fabulousness (definitely of an international standard) going on there, and I thank you for the fine report, making me feel like I was indeed there in spirit (which of course I was).

And good call on hiding Maccas evidence, some things do not need to be seen by prying eyes.