Hello again world...told you it wouldn't be long till the next blog!!! I've stayed up especially late for you all tonight whilst the other lost boys are in the land of the nod due to early travelling tomorrow.

Quick brief as you probably know from the message board. In Fiji we met girls from essex, Mary and Jennie.......had cross dressing night.....for that night they were Mick and Jace and we were numerous other names that you'll learn in the blog...not much more to explain than that!!!! Oh yeah 'Fiji time' is what all the fijians live by...basically if they say the bus will be there at 10am it'll probably be there bout 20 past, likewise if you turn up twenty minutes late it's no problem...it's a good attitude...don't think it'd of worked with my boss back home though!!! On we go!!!

Now i hope you all enjoyed

The Australian Blog

About Ben 'the bogan' Wilson

And the 'five lost boys' mob

And although down unders

Just 2 weeks ago

There's so much...thats since happened

So much more...you must know

You've probably read the poems

On the message board chat

So amongst other things

I'll elaborate on that.

First port of call in Fiji

Was to get our trip planned

8 days on the islands

2 on the mainland

First island was 'Mana'

Where we soaked up six days

Of snorkling, exploring, swimming, football and rays

Volleyball banter

Blue ocean for dips

Island hoping on boats

Night time fishing trips.

Oh the days there on 'Mana'

Were so calm and relaxed

And most of our evenings

Were mirrors of that

Until one eventful evening

When the essex's girls came

The tranquility of 'Mana'

Was never again!!!

I'm not quite sure how to explain

What happened that night

But they tricked us into dressing

Like Thai transvestites

And though we're all embarrased

And full of remorse

It was completely against our will

Watch the vids, WE WERE FORCED!!!

They gave us pretty names

Made remarks on our legs

Daniel became Debbie

And Steve Fairbrother.....Debs

Alex was Alice

So pretty and raunchy

Andy was Mandy

And yours truley Courtney

They fed us these lines

And girls you know the rest

Next thing we were drunk

And in a dance off contest

There was dozens of us dancing

Both women and guys

But Andy stroke Mandy

Secured the first prize!!!

He was waving his fingers

In and out his dark locks

Big Ty please stop reading

Or poor a large Scotch

Cos he was flirting with boys

And was limp in the wrists

Getting free drinks of Navi

The barman he kissed!!!

As the drink flowed on

The night gets more blurry

The dancing got camper

And our words got more slurry!!

Menago was on the dance floor

With Mick right behind

Shaking his booty

Letting Mick bump n grind

Shark sat crossed legged

So camp on his stall

Steve looked like Julian Clairey

But 6 foot, 8 tall

But me being me

I took it too far

And ran at full pace

From one end of the bar

Past Mandy, Dan, Alice

An around Mr Clairey

Then flew through the air

And spear-tacled Mary

And i'm not talking half hearted

Or a bit to the left

I'm talking straight through her

Proper WWF

She smashed to the floor

Straight onto her back

Her vodka went flying

Her 'tibia' went crack!!!

I know that sounds bad

But it's only because

Well actually no excuses

It really, really was!!

But luckily I know

How to stop women flipping

I let her slip off my bra

Then we went skinny dipping

Well guys needless to say

The next morning weren't great

Couldn't get off the make up

An a banging headache

And the dresses we'd borrowed

We just couldn't find them

The bar was a mess

We dam near wrecked the island

With court cases for assault

And 'D & D' on the way

We did the right thing

And sailed away

Where better place to go

To nurse a 6 day hangover

The Fiji's number one

Party island, 'Beachcomber'

The first day on 'Beachcomber'

Was a pretty chilled one

Epic volleyball matches

And 'keepy-ups' in the sun

The evening was lash time

Drinking games with the guys

Everyone of us merry

But all in all civilised

We met a charming Israeli

And a fine young Welsh man

Ironically he was from the valley

And his last name was 'Lamb'

And the irony don't stop

With his fitting last name

He even taught us his 'Welsh famous'

'Sheep' drinking game!!

So a massive shout out

To the 'Cardif Valley Rambs'

And to the 'big happy head'

Of the Israeli man

The next day was quiet

With not much going on

When at 12 o'clock lunchtime

The next boat came along

Out bowled Jennie

An Mary limping behind

Vodka in hands

And One thing in mind

We tried to take it easy

And they called us pathetic

Next thing it was midnight

An us all paraletic!!!

2 more hours past

Making out they're are friends

When young Mick and Jace

Chose to take their revenge

It was me and Shark first

Who got hits to the head

But that weren't sh*t

On what they did to poor Fred!!

He was standing there dancing

Not a care in the world

When out of no-where

Came the two essex girls

One threw a roundhouse

Then a couple jabs more

The other a haymaker

Which knocked Fred to the floor

I no i exagerate

Bout how somethings effect us

And although was just banter

They properly decked us

Next morning home time

Emotional goodbye

Last minute photo's

Of us and the guys

The best photo of all

Was the last one we did

A three level high

Nine man pyramid (video's and photo's on the site)

But sadly for Mary

Our strength was misread

The whole thing collapsed

And someone landed on her leg???!???

And Jesus knows

I would never admit it

But the video footage shows

That its me landing on it (watch video as i fall straight onto brown haired girl)

And whilst we now book our ski-trip

For 2 days, perhaps 3

Mary walks in 'Fiji time'

Round and round 'A & E'

Sorry again girls

And i hope you forgive

That Jennie you calm down

And Mary you live.

Fiji was wicked

Will live long in the mind

And lots of that

Is down to you guys

To the people back home

Especially the Dad's

We apologise for the photos'

And the vid's of the drag

We're now in New Zealand

And living like men

It's football, beers, kebabs

And women again!!!

We've traded in dresses

Mascara and bra's

For tracky bottoms and 'wifebeaters'

And doing up cars!!!

(For Sharky there's just football, beer and kebabs...there is no women...i repeat Carly no women and if i'm honest we haven't done up that many cars...but we have been watching football, drinking beer, eating junk food and wearing very manly clothes...........have it....beer....larger...girls..........sexism........tatoo's!!!!

Hope you've enjoyed..............send us some messages you lazy brits!!!!