Ah shure tiz all kicking off.

.... Tiz all kicking off.


I wouldn't have posted at all at all if I thought there would be a right ol' load of poop partying.


A pre-sip-sup evening mountain bike stretch of ze legs after a monster sesh in the arvo.



An hour a day keeps the 6 pack hard as clay.



Off around to the stream and deserted houses/teenage drinking/homeless living spots.



Usually get a good kick about with the local kids, but alas, me new Olmo-turn will need to wait a day or two before it's glorious debut.

Can't complain, really, having a football pitch with Doi Suthep as the main stand. We'd beat Man United.




You don't need football to have fu.... yes, yes you do.



Back to the balcony just before the entirety of this sky was dumped directly onto me new roof.




Time for a lay down.



Guess what Eddo will be having after another few cans.....

Hint:

1. Toasted croissant with Canadian bacon and crappy plastic cheese. Followed by the kid's 7-11 *cough* 'Lasange'. Followed, at some point in the near future, by blaming the cleaner for eating it.