Gittoes gave Finn, Slug and I a lift down to Sorrento to Mike's house for a New Years party! We played a little bit of cricket when we first got there but then a group of us went down to chicken rock, which is a 8m high rock protruding out of the sea like a stack (just like one of the 12 apostles). Karl has been jumping off this rock every year for the past 11 years so we knew it was safe to do it. He told us where abouts to jump and how far to push yourself off! First I watched the guys do it and very nearly didn't jump for fear of height etc, but then one of the other St Kevins guys said i'd regret it if i didn't, and i would have down. So i followed him up the rock and joined some of the others and jumped off... first time i did it i couldn't tell where my legs were or anything and apparently i jumped in in a sitting position. So second time i wanted to get it right! It still hurt a fair bit but was well worth it! Was more scary the second time! Anyway, the other english people then joined us back at Mike's house and we went out for dinner. When we got back everyone had already started drinking and there were around 80 or 90 people by about 11p.m. half of whom i'd met before and they were all really friendly and loving the english accent! I find that when i'm around Australians my english accent becomes more strong. Also their Australian accents tend to pick up a slight english twang! Also the Australian gappy who had just been at ratcliffe was at the party so was good to catch up with him (apparently whenever something has gone wrong in hockey Mr Taylor keeps saying "if tish were here.." which was nice to hear.. apparently they haven't had a very good hockey season so far!) At about 4 a.m. we all started getting sleepy so 5 of us slept in gittoes car... not the most comfortable nights sleep i've ever had! Karl drove kate and I back the next day with his girlfriend taryn who is really nice! Was a fun new years and great to be around so many people we knew!