I've sure missed you and your dry humour. Felt a tad lost after you headed off on your journey into the land of olives and hand signals. Funny, how easily we get used to laughing with certain folks. Phil's comp started having hissy fits, so he was out for a bit too. Then I headed out of the bush and up the coast for a bit (hoping to bump into Cabbagehead at the coastal barbie you organised) but instead found myself overloaded with sensible normal folks who have no idea how to party... so came home early.
How did it all go? Come on, give. We want all the juicy bits. What mischeif did you get up to then? Did you manage to avoid the pretty mama's with those big bottles of red?
