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Welcome to Darling Harbour - Pontoon Bar - Christmas Eve.

Its a warm, no its hot.

The crew - The Browns (Phil and Alison), The Pauls (Burns and Jamsie), Laurie, Iso and I have finally cleared the apartment.

Despite being less than 200m from the Harbour, we've somehow managed to the fireworks, and worse, we've missed Santa and his Elves on Jet-skis...

To make up for this, we're out to party through the night. And Pontoons provides the impetus - all night bar, restricted numbers and loud music.

Pontoons, like every other reputable bar has one other essential for a daft night out - Pokies.

Now Pokies are not like the one armed bandits of old. They are modern, sophisticated money swallowers - designed for speed of money depletion rather than physical or mental pleasure. However when they pay - they pay BIG.

Though not tonight...

The boys tell me they were giving some back to the poor Pokie operators they'd pilaged throughout the year. Thats nice... Thats the Christmas Spirit.

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