The first duty upon arrival was to try and be Best Man for Ross Henry at his wedding to Elizabeth McManus in Invercargill. To be fair, I was a terrible best man and this was demonstrated with poor organisation of the stag party, however, we still had a great time with a bit of BYC and a night out in Invercargill, made better by Barry's blow up breasts and a badge saying "Helen Clark is a babe"
The big day ran smoothly, due to everyone elses excellent organisation and my speech even got a couple of laughs.
The chaps ready to go, looking dapper in their kilts, from left: Ross's Dad Alasdair, Ross, me, Angus, Warren (Burt)
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