The karaoke man obviously had groupies, they follow him from pub to pub and they went first. Most of them were quite good, although Spider had difficulty in keeping in time with the music.
We started with the usual Coleraine favourites - Patsy, Slim, Johnny, Dolly and other country type stuff. Michael got up and tried Leaving on a Jet Plane, he sang well although the song choice was crap.
The alcohol flowed freely and some other punters decided to try their luck. We had to listen to a really crap version of some rap song, sung by a shearer who couldn't keep up with the words. Something about Miss Johnston, sorry to hurt your daughter but I'm for reeeeeaaaaaallllllllll. And one of the younger men (Les Kaine's nephew) did an excellent version of AC/DC's Whole Lotta Rosie.
It was while Michael was singing that I was joined at the table by Steve. Steve, who tried to pick me up. Steve who had consumed copious amounts of beer by this stage. STeve, who bought me a beer (I don't drink that nasty smelly stuff) and a lemon squash for Caitlin. Steve, who first thought Caitlin was my sister, and then thought Michael was my father in law. Steve, who asked three times how old I was and then expressed surprise each time that I was a month older than him. Steve who told me how nice I was and how he could 'go' for me. Steve who tried to put his hand on my ass! Steve, who walked into the ladies' toilets because he was too drunk to read the signs. Poor Steve!
I don't know whether to be flattered that I could still pull (albeit someone with extreme beer goggles on) or pissed that Michael didn't feel any need to rescue me from him!!! Michael was laughing at him!!!!!!
Poor Steve went on to tell me his life story, married at 23, divorced 18mths later, his current missus doesn't understand him, she got tickets for the big concert in Melbourne but didn't get him one, he wants a tribe of kids, how do you get pregnant because he's been 'going for it' with the missus but she isn't pregnant yet..... How the hell do you answer that one!!!! I just asked him if he had sheep, just to observe them.
He was a nice enough looking bloke, but why couldn't I have pulled the young man that Jemima was stalking! Sam was young (20), blond, thin but muscly, and his girlfriend didn't even mind that he danced with Jemima 5 times!! Poor Sam, Caitlin put his name down with Michael to sing Sweet Transvestite - he'd never seen Rocky Horror. The look of horror on his face during the non-duet was very funny! (Michael taught Sam 5 years ago at Casterton).
Mim and her object of affection, SamI even danced the Twist with Jemima and Stewie - well, we twisted and Stewie did the Milton Chook Scratch (he really does look like a chook scratching the dirt).
It was after karaoke finished at 1am and the bar closed that we could gather the troops to go home. Jemima had kept coming up to me and saying "I'm not tired!" (not surprising, she slept for three hours that afternoon), but she burst into tears when the karaoke finished, because she hadn't had a turn! Michael offered a lift home to Steve (who'd been insisting that he'd drive home!!) but Steve disappeared after Michael turned his back for two seconds.
All in all, it was a friggin' great night!
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