righto, i no ive been slacking a bit lately but i will do pictures probably tomorrow. so so so.... erm ok, er yea thats it. we arrived at wellington after watching a crap film on the boat and reading for about an hour or so and again it lived up to its name of 'windy wellington'. There something about Wellington for me thoo, like if i wanted to live somewhere in NZ it'd probably be there... strange really. Its a city and with all the people and activeness that we hadnt seen so much in the south island maybe its more like home, i dunnoo . So plans for the tattoo had started, i knew exactly what i wanted and had done for a while but knotty had an idea in his head that needed to be put onto paper and designed by a tattooist which was gonna take a few days which was a bit longer than we had planned to stay, however the idea is still firmly in his head and i'm sure will be done soon. After going in a few shop we found one that could fit me in that day at 4 so we spent the next few hours looking for exactly what knotty wanted and me bitting my nails, i mean its been about 6 years since i had the last one...did it hurt or was i just a young wimp at the time?? Turns out i was just a wimp, and it wasnt that bad just took a while. Soon we'll find what knotty wants. The next morning was laundry service, which involves us taking two bags of dirty clothes to this big mauri women in a shop giving her $15 and returning 4 hours later to collect the same bag but full of clean dry folded clothes. Cant go wrong with that!! Also a trip around the Te Papa museum which is the national museum of New Zealand, its like 6 floors high and just full of stuff, i quite liked it and probably could've spent a good few hours looking and looking. That afternoon we left Wellington and headed towards Taupo ins search of the dreaded BUNGY, i think for me it was going to be a bit easier, i mean dont get me wrong, jumping from 47meters with an elastic band round your feet aint exactly simple, but for Knotty it was completely different. What seemed like ages ago back home in wet windy England the Knottster had said that he didnt really want to do it but we were here now and for the second time. I was going to do it what ever and he'd kinda decided he was gonna have ago,maybe. So when we arrived it was a case of go have a quick look and then back to the camper.....get the money and 'F#*K It i'm gonna do it'. So off we trotted to pay and be weighed up, i was more scared of the weigh in....'oh bollox i'm 2 sodding kilo's heavier then last time, must be the beard or heavier shorts'. Payed up and ready to go i trotted off in search of a good camcording area and Knotty was getting strapped up. Right im ready i thought, i bloody hope he is!! 3,2,1...Bungy nope not that time, ok again....3,2,1 Bungy and whoaaaaaaaa Knotty was free falling, Yea he's done it, over coming any fears and any bad thoughts of hitting rocks he'd done it. Fair play!

Update of my jump will follow when i got more time....King Of Leon Rock!!

Love ya all Benny Knotty and Molly(doing us proud she is)

xxx