Brids cousin Vicki picked us up from the airport, she'd been over in Ireland not long before but I'd managed to miss her as I was working trying to keep Brid in her life of luxury. We drove back to her house and met her boyfriend Dave who was the brother of Mathew in Melbourne. We also met her 2 massive dogs, 2 white Alaskan huskies called Oscar and Hamoi. We hadn't had any dogs to play with for ages so we were looking forward to playing with them for a couple of...

We weren't really that keen on going to surfers, we would have rather stayed in Byron but we knew if we didn't go someone would say it was the best place ever. We hadn't heard too many good things about it, mostly things like "I've you've been to Spain you've been to Surfers" and I'd say most of them were right. Not that I have anything against Spain, apart from them being greasy douche bags but it was like Magaluf x10. We were picked up by the hoste...