Saturday, August 23rd, 2003 – Day 186

Saturday, August 23rd, 2003 – Day 186

Hmm I was Drunk last night. I was up at 10.00am but felt like shit.. too much drink mixing last night. I went back to bed and got up at 1.00pm. I paid for 2 nights at reception. I walked around town and booked my ticket to Christchurch for 8.00am tomorrow. The price was 30 NZD with Atomic Shuttles.

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Dunedin – New Zealand – Dunedin is a big University town. I watched as these gals were graduating. (23-08-2003)

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Dunedin – New Zealand – Dunedin as some nice buildings, eh (23-08-2003)

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Dunedin – New Zealand – Dunedin Railway Station. (23-08-2003)

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Dunedin – New Zealand – Tongue in Cheek Maori art on a bus shelter. (23-08-2003)

I also rang the Spreights brewery to see if I could get on the 2.00pm or 2.30pm, ad 4.30pm tours. They were all fully booked but said to come and chance my luck. It was a pain in the arse as I turned up at 2.00pm ad 2.30pm with no joy. I visited the railway station and the NZ Sports Hall of Fame museum before heading back to the brewery at 4.30pm. He took pity on me and allowed me on the tour for a student rate of 10 NZD.

So the Spreights brewery tour is one of the main highlights of the town and is a famous brand in this area. It was a crappy tour in terms of exhibits and multimedia but Keith, the tour guide was excellent. He made it fun and informative. His Southern accent was strong thought and everything ended with Yeah, Cool or Mate. At sampling was the best thought. There were 15 people on the tour and we must have stayed drinking in the brewery bar for a hour. They have five beers including (but tasted like shit) Porter. I must have had ten drinks. Even Keith, the guide was drinking. We also could pour our own drink. It was excellent.

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Dunedin – New Zealand – Brewery tour (23-08-2003)

Spreights is part and parcel of southern New Zealand culture. So much so that the marketers at Speights in a brilliant display of reverse marketing created the Southern Man image. Other New Zealand people take the piss out of people from this area calling them country bumkins. We call them culchies (a city dweller’s name for a country person back home). For Irish Slang, check this out. Better still is this site as theres a guide to Dublin Scangers.

Cork Slang (where I am from) can be found here.


1. You say “I’m Grand, like” all the time.

2. You think Murphy’s is ‘savage’

3. You think of Murphy’s as if it is the sixth food group

4. You say “Are you Grand?” all the time

5. You say “Tis grand, like?” all the time

6. You say “That’d be grand, like” all the time

7. You take 4 hours to get home on a Saturday night and think nothing of it

8. You don’t eat anything cold, uncooked or not resembling meat, bread or potatoes

9. You say “Your man” followed by ‘boiy’ all the time

10. You say “Your woman” followed by ‘boiy’ all the time

11. You say “Tis grand that your man asked if i’m grand, like, boiy” all the time

12. You find yourself still living with family and having dinners cooked for you by someone’s mammy

13. You talk about ‘dinners’ and ‘mammys’


1. You say ‘towen’ when you mean the city

2. You think it is perfectly normal to pay over 4 euro for a pint

3. Anyone not from Dublin is a ‘wanker’

4. Anyone from north of the Liffey is a ‘Northside wanker’

5. You have no idea where Ballydehob is

6. You see a member of Westlife on Grafton Street and find it hard to get excited about it

7. The countryside makes you nervous

8. Somebody speaks to you on the DART and you freak out thinking they are a stalker

9. American tourists no longer annoy you

10. You can’t remember the last time you got up to 30mph in you car in ‘towen’


1. You have an uncontrolable urge to steal

2. You keep going on about how great Limerick and Garryowen are

3. To you, organised crime is putting petrol in the getaway car

4. You start to cry when you hear ‘Beautiful Munster’

5. You think anyone from Limerick has a great sense of humour

6. You think everyone’s heard of Barry Foley

7. You think Dubliners are ‘soft east coast ashey pets’..until they kick your head in at rugby

8. You deny that it rains all the time…as you struggle home with the shopping in yet another torrential downpour


1. You say ‘Sir’ all the time(“Howsa goan thur Sir”)

2. You say ‘shite’ all the time

3. You say ‘aye’ all the time

4. You end sentences with ‘Hiagh’

5. You think McArdles Ale is great, ignoring the fact it ‘tastes of shite’

6. You get an urge to punch everybody you meet

7. You punch everybody you meet

8. You get drunk before, after and during punching everybody you meet

9. You are incomprehensible when you speak while trying to punch everyone you meet

10. People seem to be scared of you when you say where you are from

11. You automatically get the urge to kill on hearing the words ‘Monarchy’ or ‘England’


1. You say “Howsa’ goin” all the time

2. You can’t remember a weekend when a friend from Dublin or Cork was’nt sleeping on your couch

3. When you meet someone on Tuesday afternoon you tell them you haven’t been out in ages then remember that you were chatting to that same person last night in the Quays

4. You agree with all taxi drivers on all subjects – why bother getting thick

5. Unless the taxi driver is from Mayo

6. Unless, like half the population living in Galway, you’re from Mayo

7. When you say you live in Galway, people immediately smile and tell you about their wild weekend in Salthill when they were 16 You nod enthusiastically about the same venue, despite the fact that you were never there

8. You think that it’s perfectly normal to have six buskers (including an Ethopian bagpipe player), eight street entertainers, 19 Romanian beggers, a krusty holding some bailing twine tied to a raggedy dog telling fortunes and four separate roadworks all on the one street


1. You’re still there

This site takes a look at what is a NZ Southern man.

Dunedin is 283km (147.5 miles) South of Queenstown and 366km (227 miles) South of Christchurch.

Dunedin is a southern gem–sometimes gray, bleak, and freezing in winter, but a gem nevertheless. It has dramatic scenery and some of the finest historic buildings in the country, and the immediacy of its funky university life lends an alternative air to what is inherently a strongly Scottish Presbyterian base.

With a population of about 120,000, Dunedin is New Zealand’s fourth-largest city and the second-largest in the South Island. The city itself is vital, and you’ll quickly notice that the streets are filled with young people. It is the main business center for Otago province, and nearby Otago Peninsula is home to several internationally recognized reserves, where some of the world’s rarest wildlife can be viewed year-round in their natural habitats.

The splendor of many of its grand city buildings reflects Dunedin’s economic and cultural preeminence in Victorian New Zealand, and today it has a justly deserved reputation as one of the best-preserved Victorian and Edwardian cities in the Southern Hemisphere. The original 344 Scottish settlers, who arrived in the area in March 1848, would be proud if they could witness the outcome of their early endeavors.

Things can be, and often are, a little different down here. Where else could you find a kilt shop in New Zealand, plus a thriving population of alternative musicians and artists, a castle, New Zealand’s only whisky distillery, a haggis maker, a colony of albatross, some of the best student pubs in the country, and a chocolate factory? It’s a slightly disconcerting mix that will charm the socks off you.

Dunedin is the second largest city in the South Island, and the only real “University Town” in the country. Founded by the Scottish Free Church, the city was originally to have been called New Edinburgh. “Dunedin”, more interestingly, is the old Gaelic name for the same city. Even today, the city still retains a strong Scottish flavour; there’s haggis at New Year’s, a statue of Robbie Burns in the town square — or rather the town Octogon — and the sound of bagpipes to accompany every occasion.

Dunedins life blood is the Otago University. A constant stream of youth and vitality invigorates this idyllic city. Modern traditions include “The Leith Bicycle Race”, the capping procession with its infamous out of tune band, and the end of year pub crawl.

Dunedin is traditionally regarded as the coldest of the main centres. Sports sides do not relish the (usually end of season) visit to the deep south. It has become something of a standing joke that teams will literally “freeze up” on a cold Dunedin day. It is traditional for visiting teams to be feted with copius supplies of Speights and Bluff oysters the night before a big game. Could be another reason that Carisbrook has been nicknamed “The House of Pain”. No loyal Otago Highlanders fan would be seen dead at the house of pain without a good supply of Speights. For comfort, the scarfies often bought along the lounge room couch, hauled to a good vantage point on the terrace. Post match entertainment invariably a couch bonfire.

Southern Man Song

Some of the boys

got it into their heads

‘Bout movin’ up north

To Follow the bread

That aint for me

That kind of thing just don’t rate

This is one southern boy

Who ain’t crossin’ the strait

Now I might not be rich

But I like things’ down here

We got the best looking girls

And the best damn deer

So you can keep your Queen City

With your cocktails and cool

Give me a beer in a seven

With the boys shooting pool


I’m a southern man

Well I’m southern bred

I got the south in my blood

And I’ll be here ’till I’m damn well dead

‘Cos here we just know

What makes a southern boy tick

And it ain’t Margaritas

With some fruit on a stick

Well it might not be fancy

But when you come from down here

You know you got the best girl

And you got the best beer

Highlanders Theme

We are the Otago Highlanders

We’re here to play the game

From Auckland to Australia, theres no one quite the same

As we the Otago Highlanders, and rugby as our game

Welcome to the house of pain

Otago Highlanders, thats our name

Otago Highlanders, here to play the game

Otago Highlanders, winning is our aim

Welcome to the house of pain

From Waitaki to the Bluff, up central too

For all the loyal scarfies Highlanders!

‘know what to do for we play with passion,and pride in our game

Welcome to the house of t-t-taine

Otago Highlanders thats our name

Otago Highlanders, here to play the game

Otago Highlanders, winning is our aim

Welcome to the house of pain

Otago Highlanders, Otago Highlandres

Otago Highlanders, Otago Highlanders

Otago Highlanders thats our name

Otago Highlanders here to play the game

Otago Highlanders winning is our aim

Welcome to the house of pain

Anyway we got a voucher for a discounted beer in the pub next door. It was 6.00pm at this stage and I decided to watch the second half of the local Otago team play away to Southland whom I was last week in Wellington. Otago won 33 to 22. They are rugby mad in this city.

After that I headed back to the hostel to go on the NET for a while. I headed out at around 11.00pm for a few drinks in Cooks Tavern. It was heaving. I stayed longer than I should have. They had a beer promotion. Two bottles of Export Lager for 6 NZD. I went home at 2.00am and set my alarm for 7.15am. My bus to Christchurch was leaving the railway station at 8.00am.

Some Kiwi Links you want to check out …

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Dunedin – New Zealand – Dunedin at night. (23-08-2003)

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Dunedin – New Zealand – Spreights – The Drink for Southern Men. (23-08-2003)