Back in the saddle

Morning fellow travellers and assorted others, my shoulders are broad and my skin is thick so anyone wishing to dish out a bollocking for my absence be free to do so today as tomorrow will be too late
I have a shed load of great memories from this tour, probably not get them all on today but will keep updating , in fairness i have been cockin busy since return so thats my excuse.
Havin not read the blog update i may repeat others but hey ho, first off I would like to say a thanks to Mouldy and Bomber without whom the trip would not have happened BZ shippers, again probably my only serious point, we visited Ypres at the startof our tour and visited the Menin gate and Tyne Cot cemetery, again I would humbly thank those service and civillian people resting there without whose efforts again our trip around a free Europe was made possible.
And so to abiding memories, chronologically not to clever but who could forget the mad dash to the Dorta for dinner, given the time and distance travelled to make our table reservation with one minute to spare was a great effort, and we had time for a beer in a gorgeous patio overlooking the mountains in Kloisters, that evening for me personally was a great night as all along i said i wanted to get my family together there and that was the beginning of four great days, the drive down to Lake Como and our time on the lake at Bellagio were memories i will never forget including the best melon ice cream i have ever tasted, by the way on this blog are links to shed loads of photos and vids, in Zuoz there are some great shots of the boys in tux and the girls in evening wear and then outside the Waldhaus hotel at dinner. Lake Como saw Jan Peers mincin around in a sailors hat not quite the rugged ol sea dog pic we were all expecting more of a village people audition, by the way has anybody ever seen jan peers angry or pissed off about anything apart from when his monster audi wouldnt pull a little dinghy across a stream ? bastard i hate when we are all on the major sad and ls peers rtd is walking around like he just won the lottery, fair play matey.
Bomber has a deal with some chinese underwear manufacturer who pay small children and old women with no teeth to supply black speedos to any location in europe, bomber you need to get the leg bits tighter stop the little furry thing peeping out, the streets of luxembourg are just not ready fella. talkin of luxembourg did anybody see an an ugly girl anywhere i think they may deport them if they show signs of crocodillapig'ism.
Has anyone got themeans to contact Donald in Brig, what a great little place to stumble on be worth sendin a texty thing do you think?
Hey george well done with the schplacken de Deutch thing, we would have missed the old rafting thing and the glacier i know def that bomber and myself want to do the Zuoz thing with you and the boys next year maybe have a lookat the munich beer soire as well.
Dropped minxie off at Milan was a real bummer made even worse with the revelation that her boss said when she went back to work that she could have stayed travelling with us, wish you could have done it with us sweetie will do it sometime i promise, havin said that the party the night before was something else, can anybody recall anyone anywhere ever havin a party in an open garage forecourt includin a barbq, how nuts was that, until bomber got evicted, i suppose we are not welcome back there. Listen what about the drive down to strasbourg way pissin down but we stopped in a rest area for a brew, no toilets in the place but a wooded area at the back for a pee, trouble is it was like minefield with all these little blobs of semi rotten loo roll where people had left a deposit, you had to be there to appreciate the natural beauty of it. Talkin of turds, who did the log or logs in mouldys mertahurm, its not big and its not clever, my money is on big jock cause he kept semi admitting it and in fairness i did check out texture size and colour and it seems jock is most likely the secret crapper, mind you there was two or three portions which suggests multiple turders, mouldy thinks it could be a single but multiplying through the divisional process like a new life form beginning.
What could have been an ugly scene in the Dorta had a happy ending when the bruiser wanting to punch James decided to give him a cuddle and nibble his ear ah lovely. By the way i think Donna was absolutely wankered every time she went in the Dorta.
Nice drive up to Epernay where the very lovely and fabulous Blandine was waitin for me, what a fantastic way to finish partly the sevens tour of europe i think pound for pound the best money spent for a great afternoon marred only by mouldys crass incompetance at the french language which resulted in all the tour enjoying duck and tournedos for lunch except me and him because his linguistic skills managed to order us three of the tiniest bits of shit cheese TO SHARE by the way !! I think i may ask Blandine to marry me or do you think i ought to slow up a bit ?
Pretty weird that day great time great phots and eveything but spitroast special and three travellers had to depart for blighty, we had monumental drive across france that night to get to al and maries for following morning the video of our arrival is on the blog somewhere fabulous time there andmany thanks to al and marie for there hospitality i for one will try to keep in touch, you can see all the freak shows from our breif stay there including ooh me backs gone, john lee "bomber" Hooker, and the remix of Sun Arise. Bomber what was the name of that chick you fell in love with in the Nautile.
Got loads of things i wanna say but out of time today gonna go, Mag seven and associates

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