We have learned a great deal with our time in the new zealand valuable life lessons of living life out of a van. In a respectful move to the gypsy community we followed a pikey tradition of parking in the available town at a pay and display and setting up camp . City living is the way to go u open ur window to brush ur teeth and are at one with the crowded streets. Not much to report about our time in auckland it was an emotional period when we had to part ...

Naturist park- When god created adam and steve they had not a cloth but a natural leaf but to cover their dawsons creek. If the man upstairs wanted us to wear clothes he would never have made his only son look such fashion disaster beard socks and sandles come on girlfriend get with the programme! The funnist night ever, greeted by an old man sporting only the finest beard welcomed us to the community. Showers, spa and pool u had to do the no pants d...

Ah hoy hoy ship mates welcome aboard let me tell thee tales of ship mates irish aidan and sea dog katie. We met up with a mate from the ozzie shores who is kinda like a walking talking paul daniels sadly he has no debbie magee to accompany him and appear out of dry ice however he does know a trick or two, and a world of drinking games. Cards we were placed games were played and alochol wentr down under. In this true technological age i will fast forwar...

Yo word up welcome to this weeks edition of cribs, today we are with the happy campers, clout avec nick. You are greeted at the reception area with some freestyle art complied of socks and hats. We are greeted with a quaint kitchen which has that personal smell of home (if u live at home with the rooneys that is). The curtains of this pad just scream Mrs Bouquet of 'Keeping up appearances' the urban chic is simply added to by the Seagul motive plastere...

Evening tramp fans truly living the pikey dream like brad pitt in 'snatch' here........... dodgy accents, un shaven and have ladies adopting immigrant babies to impress us. Slept in the past two days, in the camp site du horror complete with scary moustached man standing around in toilets with added effects of rain and mist. Also in the heart of the capital city in Wellington in a parking space. Give us a sign a money pot and some cornflakes for our beard an...