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Cressing Temple 2008
"No, No! Paul - once more unto the BEACH my dear friend!!" said Sir Thomas, as his instructions of a quality break along the delightful beaches of Norfolk were misconstrued. Not to worry, to counter Paul's athleticism, Ian - congrats on new Cap of Military btw- stood on the spot and just sort of... well, waved it around. Then went to toilet..
..twice.
ps: get in there Emma!!
Ah, now we are talking!! First to note, I ALWAYS love a field surrounded by metal fencing. (MEEOWWW!! Biatch!!!). But back to the point, here are two Titians and head of households clashing. Pete, I love you man!! Erm, sorry, Pete, Sir Thomas loves you man!! And I (he) reckons we should do a Champions fight at Hersty this year as we both really know how to tart it up and YOU KNOW it always looks good!! (ps: I am planning to drop to a gut shot...) Meanwhile, Grant looks on.... (seen him fighting yet?)
Oh, just to say, I (he) kicked his arse (did the gut shot work?!).... or course there is a third photo in this picture that has not been posted for Ego reasons... (ie, when Pete pummelled me (ahem, him) to the floor...!
Now, going back to the point of who puts the effort into fighting...And hello Cheri!! You, and water carriers like you, are the saviours of all the folks on the field as without you we'd all collapse and die...really...
... or turn into musical notes (no, stick with me) that make a sound - maybe a bird chirp or a wood drill - and gently rise and fall like the boat made by the metal chieken (why is it not spelt this way?) that stole the soup dragon's crochets from his tree. ah. this is the world \of whiskey, and my home land. It may be interesting to note that this is last thing I wrote on this gallery although it is only page 5. Such is the editing task of a webdude that has a bottle of whiskey in the next room. PS: the soundtrack to Antz is just awesome. Oh, and now Yael Naim. New Soul. And most joyously wonderful.
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