“I say,” CaseLoad, said Our Man At The Bar, sidling up to the next leaner’s Christmas shout. “Would have been decent of you to alert His Honour Jeremy Doogue of your island presence before he bought himself a $2 million plus weekend bush hideaway down the exclusive end of Waiheke, eh? Dammit man, he’s been squirreling his bawbees since being bumped up last year from the district court to be an associate High Court judge. Jerry’s scraped up enough for ten-odd acres of private, gated paradise complete with a refurbished Lockwood house overlooking Pakatoa Island and communal rights to a private beach, boatshed, boat ramp, helicopter pad, tennis court and croquet lawn - when the exclusive subdivision is finished. Now His Honour, hanging out for a few quiet pints at Malone’s pool night, runs the risk of you breathing doon his breeks. Just as well he’s got that footy fellow Sean Fitzpatrick building a bach round in the next bay to raise the neighbourhood tone. Be a Christmas gent and get them in again, why don’t you?”