I'll start, shall I?
Here goes.
We had a fab time- yes there were hiccups......but it was cool!
Actually, no it wasn't- it was feckin scorching! It was 37oC on the island....and we went off peak so I could avoid the heat!:shock: we boarded the plane on the mainland at 44oC, and landed at Gatwick at 14oC! Talk about culture shock!
I went nuddy! Really really nuddy! Whilst nuddy, I was attacked by a flock of flying fish- not good when you hate fish! Someone at the bar asked if myself & my eldest were "partners"
....I nearly fell off my fecking stool!Our apartment was flooded, owning to an airhead air hostess putting all sorts of stupid stuff down her loo.
so we had to move rooms- no biggie, but my case got soaked & loads of my clothes too. I put on loadsa weight
there was waaaay too much food! (and perhaps a little bit too much drink too....) By the end of the stay, thanks to the flood & gluttony, I needed to be nude coz I had no dry clothes left that were dry & fitted me! All in all, a good time was had- the owner spent the last couple of days trying to persuade us to stay another week for free! Damn, I hate having responsibilities!
Thats it really, Im back!
Did ya miss me?
In edit.....anyone not strong enough to view pictoral evidence, look away before I find my photobucket password.......
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