New Years Eve - Sydney - A few sparklers and a Catherine Wheel!
The Hyatt Hotel - Me and my old mate Dicky!
New Years Eve - Melonhead!
Sydney SCG - 4th and last Day! Boo Hoo
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A blog. About a great escape. Not like in the film. More like an escape from the rat race. Only temporary. Hmm, maybe not the most descriptive title after all...
3 comments:
Hi Jo and Matt,
Great photos...both looking really well as always and seem to be having a great time too.
I hope you reminder old Dicky of my name and good work I've been putting in (seeing as he is now 11% my boss now).......
Love the Janaways
Jo you look completely scrumptious, you didn't tell me you met RB, is that really him? Did you meet him after we spoke?
Once again was lovely to see you on the video and to speak to you. Am struggling being 30 (and with January) but it looks like its suiting you! Counting the days! Love Mrs F xxxx
SKY NEWS – BREAKING NEWS
It seems that the spate of recent bushfires was caused by sparks resulting from a British woman filing her nails too vigorously whilst sitting outside her mobile home.
Also, earlier reports suggested that heat from the bushfires had caused many window panes to shatter; however, investigations by the local fire department have shown this not to be the case. It seems that the shattering occurred prior to the fires and was caused by a series of piercing screams coming from a Freddie Flintoff look-alike, residing at the same mobile home, after coming face-to-face with a Money Spider. The Australian Press have described the couple as; “typical Pommie, Monty Panasaer-loving, trailer trash”.
Subsequent unconfirmed reports suggest that the same British woman was taken to hospital suffering from the first recorded case of Shopping Exhaustion. A specialist is said to have commented that this was a double first as this was also the first recorded case of Vibrating White Finger resulting from incessant use of a credit card pin pad. The Flintoff look-alike remained at the woman’s bedside throughout her stay, only leaving her side no more than once every 30 minutes to sample the gourmet delights of the hospital canteen. He was last seen pontificating, to a trainee chef at the canteen, as to how to make the perfect burger. Rumour has it that he was later arrested for attempting to secrete in his underclothes a burger from the canteen. His partner quickly sprang to his defence saying “ I can categorically state that he has never had a Whopper in his pants”.
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