Grizz: Absolutely lovely.
Ted: We had Eddie Jones and his wife to stay one time - as you can imagine, he’s a pretty challenging house guest and things were pretty tense. Bloody guy started going through my DVD nook and going on and on about my train journey box sets. Like, bloody hell! You know? Anyway, Raewyn had been out in the kitchen whipping up a super batch of pikelets and jam, Eddie hadn’t had them before, they have a different word for them in Australia, arse flapjacks or something. Anyway, the pikelets turned the whole weekend around, I don’t know what I’d do without Raewyn to be honest.
Mitch: These are acceptable to me.
Laurie: Mrs Laurie used to make this for the Otago boys back in ‘89. Let me tell you they needed something substantial to lay a base for all the Speights! Hah! They were a worry.
Steve Hansen: Fucken journos.
John Hart: Offensive. Worst pizza since Bill English.
Grizz: Scones and pizza are like moustaches and cow shit, I can handle them separately, but not together.
Grizz: Don’t touch the foreign muck these days.
John Hart: Reminds me of a lovely little trattoria where I tried gnocchi for the first time. Wine bottles in wicker baskets. Red and white checker table cloths. Overpowering aftershave. The Italians really know what they’re doing, you can feel the passion as soon as you enter the room. That little trattoria will always have a place in my heart. Rome. Or maybe St Heliers. One or the other. It doesn’t matter.
Mitch: Intense.
Fossie: How come I got invited?
Fossie: Are those sausage rolls?
Laurie: Mrs Laurie always had these in the freezer for the Otago boys back in ‘89.
Steve Hansen: Question after bloody question.
Grizz: Went to a grandkids’ party one time where there were no choccie crackles, walked out.
Steve Hansen: Always going on about performances and selections and results and shit. I mean, I’m the All Black bloody coach mate. Shag. No, yes, it’s Fossie sorry. Media hates us mate.
Laurie: Mrs Laurie put one of these in my bag in ‘89, and it was still fresh as a daisy for 1990 pre-season, magical stuff.
Ted: Eddie’s Eddie you know. Much more pleasurable houseguest than Laporte, who filled his trolley bag with wine on his way out. Raewyn was all ‘why is your luggage clinking Bernard?’, he just brazened it out until he got in the taxi. Cheeky. Raewyn does a lovely date loaf just FYI.
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Thanks for reading - Richard
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