You will notice the cleanliness of the bar gets worse moving forward. This is because we have new cleaners who are very young and very cheap. Here is wee Tom, about to mop the floors in his flamboyant pants. I do wonder if there is any hope for your son to grow up straight if [...]

Here’s a funny story I’ve been meaning to tell you all…
A 50ish dandy of a homosexual walks into a bar (this bar) and after ordering his drinks says to Tim:
“What type of customer do you get here?”
To which Tim replies:
“Mainly art fags…”
To which there is a stony silence and Tim realises sue of the word [...]

Rosie is my kid sister and in my eyes she’s cute-as-fuck and can do no wrong. I was visiting mum and dad’s the other day and discovered this photo of her as a baby. It seems funny to me that you can have such a bad photo of a baby who was universally regarded as [...]

A girl was in last weekend – a friend of Lady Kate’s she reckoned – who said she knew the whereabouts of the previously stolen pheasant. Tim was too busy to get any information off her but when she comes back in she is going to tell us where it’s located. Then we will get  [...]

The Liquor Licensing Authority has a number of requirements any bar must satisfy if it is going to sell booze. Food needs to be available, a manager has to be on site… One of these is that beside the main entrance, you need to display a “Host Responsibility Policy”. This is a statement of intent [...]

You may remember a posting regarding our collaborative novel. The concept was that sitting on the bar we would have a book that all the bright minds who came to the bar could contribute toward. At the end, we would have this awesome novel that represented the narrative of the group.
I am sad to report [...]

The latest in the “stuff I convinced you was a good idea when you were drinking so that I could publish it on the Internet” series.
I have it on good authority that Cole is one of the worst tasting things X has tasted and he once ate a piece of couch to impress a girl. [...]

The latest baby pouring a pint is young Finley, who at less than a week old is the youngest baby yet to pour a pint. Congratulations Emma and Paul. And doesn’t he just look so happy to be the punchline of our joke?
Note how cool his wee cardie is…

Since we opened over a year ago we have received some high praise, but none quite so glowing as Dave Nixon’s weekend visit when he told me:

Goodbye Blue Monday is the best bar in New Zealand (and he has visited a few)
Future aliens will use this blog as a study on life in the early [...]

Past month’s bachelors are now shacked up with nice girls, so maybe this blog contributes to some good in society to balance all the harm it causes…

This month’s bachelor is Damian. When we were setting up Damian helped us with painting, decorating and the concept of the place as a whole. He thought up the [...]