9 August 2010 Up at 8am to be ready for departure a 9am, well not bad 9:15am, after we loaded the car up. Poor wee gracey macey nearly roled hrakle heading down the concete stairs to the car wh a few smaller bags so to compensate and avoid spraining her ankle she ended up flying pretty much face first dive down the stars, severely scraping her left shin an knee. Getting ice was an effort, the dude had to phone and English speaking dude so we could tell him to el...

7 August 2010 Some, me included could barely keep our eyes open to watch the match but we managed. Up at 6:30am organised to stream live action on two computers and watched history unfold, as Southland put on a stagtastic performance and maintained the shield with a 16 - 12 win over the Otago boys. A great try from Jaime MacKintosh, and some swift kicking from Robbie Robinson and James Wilson secured the game in front of a sell out crowd of 18,000,how we wished ...

3 August 2010 The hat game was not working in my favour today, started off with the cow gal hat which I had to wear through a mall and at McDonalds but then I hit the jackpot at the petrol station and got the cap. We were then to head straight to the villa but we had an ice order to try and fill so we stopped at the garage I jumped out to see what they had, even had to ask for it by drawing ice cube shivering and saying ice, and finally they go it but alas, no d...

2 August 2010 We woke up at 8:30, best camp ground ever no little kids waking us up at the wee small hours it was such a relaxing place loved it! Hot showers, cereal for breaky that we purchased last night, swift pack up and we were off into the town centre for a stroll and a cafe crème (French for a cappuccino with milk). We couldn't help ourselves when passing the French bakery and we indulged in a morning snack of fresh pizza bread oooh why do they make such...

1 August 2010 Debwardo started off brilliantly with a power chuck; no doubt we will be seeing more of this. Terry (the car), Bjy and Nev rolled up at 7am and we loaded up and headed to Dover to catch the ferry to Calais, France. T'was pretty smooth running until we stopped for a bit of morning tea at BP (that's the petrol station not sunny Blackpool). We got back in the car and were preparing passports and I offered Deb's a photo of me for her wallet, which she ...