The Third Annual Falconhawk All Cock, All Falcon, All Party Falconcock Cocktail Party and Craft Fair Extravaganza

This is my cricket team, Falconhawk:

On Saturday night we had a cocktail party and prize-giving. Here are some pictures of proceedings:

Steve makes making cocktails on a sort-of "feeding-the-5000" scale look fun and easy.

Ozz man, at this stage still in the happy place.

David has a number of sheets to the wind.

If n is the number of sheets to the wind that David has, the number of sheets to the wind that Phil at any one time has can be expressed as n*sqrt(3).

Our gracious host Tobin, and his lovely date -- whose name I have unfortunately forgotten.

Tobin and date.

Date sans Tobin. I gave up trying to take a pic which didn't involve one or both of them looking like retards.

Tobin (at stage-right) tells another "joke".

Wicketkeeper extraordinaire and Falconhawk Man Of The Year, Dan Cumming, likes to whistle when he's drunk.

Dan Cumming also likes the feel of cold hard metal on his *cough* cheeks. At this stage I gave up trying to take a pic of Dan which didn't involve him, also, looking like a retard.

David and Shauna.

Man of the Year. 'Nuff said, innit.

Some formica.

Yes indeed.