I’m sorry, no pic­ture, this is a fam­ily site.

So I’m strid­ing pur­pose­fully along Lamb­ton Quay, mind­ing my own busi­ness, head down…

Sud­denly I am forced to pause for a moment by the unex­pec­ted obstruc­tion of what can best be described as some­what gen­er­ous cleav­age.

I look up into the eyes of an absurdly young woman & she thrusts a little piece of paper into my hand. Then she & a few oth­ers veer off past me.

I peer (without my specs) at the paper & it says:

Mid­week Fantasy

Wed­nes­day Cos­tume Nights

Slick Music

Half Price Entry

$5 Drink Spe­cials

Bar tab for the best dressed.

The words “Fantasy” and “Music” jump out at me, and I think: “Do I look like the type of guy who goes to a Mid­week Fantasy Party? I don’t think so.”

Then I get back to the Wel­ling­tonista Towers & look again, with specs, this time the words “Santa Fe Strip Club” jump out. And I resign­edly think to myself “OK, I prob­ably do look like the type of guy…”

So any­way, if you’re THAT type of guy, or girl, it’s tonight. Does­n’t say what time, pre­sum­ably would pay not to turn up too early though. Unfor­tu­nately I can­’t make it myself.