Norebang! 

No birthday would be complete without singing with your friends in a small (or spacious) room! 

Wearing sunglasses inside is mandatory for mega coolness and playing tambourine until you have a bruised palm is also part in parcel with the experience. 

Do not leave until sunrise.

On the first day of New Zealand summer our beloved friend hosted a Hangi. Believe it or not I didn't take a single photo. What a loser. 

We arrived late anyway as I had to work and then we had to drive there, which is about 5 hours.

Anyway, we passed through this little town, Shannon. I've always been pretty transfixed by the buildings in this town so this time I stopped. And it just so happened that on of the biggest building had had a big fire. Of course, for photographical purposes I was delighted, though I did feel a bit sad. That building likely wont be there for long. It's probably gone already actually.

Jacob had another birthday. Thus the second Wickerman burning took place. IT was pretty epic. He didn't fall over like last time. But he did loose his head. And he took a long time to get ignited. His body still remains, lurking somewhere in the woods on MaryChurch road.

If you look carefully sometimes you can seem him stamping about, clumsily searching for his head.

More of the WickerMan. And Sam looking pretty darn pleased with himself. 

I really like that photo.

Another one of these burning ceremonies is looming.

Films are beginning to get developed. Just by chance I happened to get one with photos from before we left done first!

For Jacob and his brother, Olaf's, birthdays the boys assembled a rather large wickerman. 

Which we then commenced to burn. 

We forgot to wear our capes however. Which was sad. But we are halfway to becoming an evil pagan cult. YES!

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