It’s Friday night – Scene – A concrete paved carport.

The carport is decorated with a variety of different flashing lights, one of which looks a little like it is connected to an alarm system. Even though it flashes regularly, I don’t think the house is being burgled. If it is, we’re sitting in the carport watching. There are a random collection of chairs, and a few tables which look like they’ve been recycled from an office. In fact, so do the chairs.

Someone has brought a couple buckets of KFC, and someone else a slab of Heineken, the host has laid on a bit more beer, and a few miscellaneous dishes. A few speakers are set up, connected to a keyboard and a few microphones. Much singing ensues.

By midnight the majority of people have disappeared, and it’s quiet. It could be a scene from the suburbs from Melbourne.

The servants serving us, the style of music, occasional songs in different languages and towering skyscrapers all around us prove that it isn’t…. But it could be.