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Local Brisbane man Ken Moore (29) is letting the dogs out this weekend.
It’s not exactly a bucks – but all the boys are going to be in town for a mate’s engagement party.
With the event scheduled to start at an inner-city bowls club at midday – the wives and girlfriends understand the significance of the occasion. That means at some point in the mid afternoon, the event will officially become non-family-friendly, as the women and children say their goodbyes.
The NRL Grand Final isn’t kicking off until 7:30 – and the bowlo will definitely be sick off them by the time the kitchen closes.
This means only one thing. They are going to be spending the arvo on the wharves.
It’s a no-brainer really.
With the Brown Snake lapping at the pylons, and the golden Queensland sun setting behind the Story Bridge, there is no better way to kill an afternoon in Brissy.
That is, if you have a magical tree in your backyard that grows $100 notes instead of flowers.
Ken doesn’t have one of those trees in his backyard. But he does have a backyard that he can borrow against.
With schooners going for well over 10 dollars and pints now costing the same as jugs did when he was at uni, Ken knows that visiting Brisbane’s famous Howard Smith Wharves precinct is a financial decision he needs to be ready for.
And short of winning a feature on a bowls club jackpot, there really is no way that he can afford this kind of decadence without remortgaging his home.
Speaking to the bank manager this morning, Ken explains how excited the boys are for an old fashioned catch up. He also explains that the different bars and restaurants on Howard Smith Wharves have convinced themselves that their ‘Opera bar’ price point is justifiable.
His bank manager weighs it up.
There is a fair bit of risk in this decision, but then again, the boys are back in town. And Penrith are going for a four-peat.
“It’ll be a big one aye?” says the bank manager.
“Fucken oath” says Ken.
“Been excited for this one for months”
The bank manager pauses.
“If you can book in a building inspection this arvo, and get that back to me by close of business. I reckon we are a go. I can see no problem with you remortgaging your home to spend Grand Final day at Howard Smith Wharves”
Ken fist pumps the air.
“Fuck yeah! Thank you bro”
