Well not quite sure where to start but I'll give it a go! Since landing in Brisbane we have seen my pop diggity both fly in and fly out but in between we have been able to enjoy a wonderful wedding, a sublime beach and a terrible start to an ashes series!

Although a 2 hour trip turned into a 6 hour trip thanks to the highway being closed (bloody Australian massive country detours...that actually took us through a rainforest!), The Munro wedding was simply something else, a working farm with thousands and thousands of acres of land with a marquee sitting proudly in the middle. The setting was class, the weather was beautiful and the two seasoned travellers even scrubbed up quite well (although my suit was a primani special)! After the ceremony in the church, we were led to an area for afternoon tea, funny how no-one actually touched the tea though as the free booze also opened at the same time!

The speech went well and as the night descended into debauchery which included a golf cart being driven into the marquee and then reversing and knocking over my mate Ched off his crutches....it was time for bed!

The next day we played ashes cricket at the farm with the Aussie lads absolutely tearing us apart (1 lad hitting me for 10...as he got it over the cattle shed!!). With us needing a million runs to win, our team captain Big Steve Munro took the decision to send in my dad, Charlie G to open our batting....my dad didn't even see the ball as it hit his stumps for a golden duck. Nothing could save us now, not even Ched who was umpiring sat in his wheelchair....that was until I came in to bat....I lasted 3 balls!!

After the wedding we had a couple of days spare so the 3 of us headed to Coolangatta which had a mint beach. Whilst me and Stace topped up our tan, me dad got burnt after 5 minutes in the sun!

Next up was our hostel in Brisbane for 5 nights during the 1st ashes test. However, it was during 1 of these 5 nights that it could well and truly have been all over, the dream was nearly smashed to pieces as the travelling nearly came to an abrupt end and our life expectancy radically reduced. Although our room had a double bed and a single bed just for the 2 of us, we didn't realise we'd be sharing it with something else......the biggest and I ain't even kidding, the hugest most gigantic.....spider you will ever see! As I entered the room 1 night, Stace was sitting deadly still and could only just about muster up the courage to say "Gizzy...what is that" under her breath! As I turned round, I swear he bloody winked at me whilst licking his lips with a look that simply said, 'I know what's for tea tonight'. As I thought about telling Mr Massive Spider that he should eat Stace first with her ass having more meat on it, I came to my senses that I didn't want to die twice in 1 night. So the time had come to conquer 1 of my oldest fears...it was time to stand up like a man..........so I promptly walked out the door and politely asked the three 21 year old lads outside if any of them weren't scared of spiders. After they had taken their photos and agreed it was by far the biggest 1 they had seen, luckily 1 out the 3 put on his bravado and got rid of it in a massive container. He even admitted in the morning it was only coz he'd drank a few that he even went near it. I was just glad the single bed was staying empty!!

So onto the ashes 1st day we went, hopes were high and fancy dresses were worn although the Aussies couldn't make head nor tail of what the hell me n Walshy were donning! A booze fuelled day ended with a Chinese, dancing and karaoke where, as a group we actually cleared the restaurant! You'll know by now that the 1st test didn't go quite as planned and as me n me dad went back on the 3rd day, we simply had to endure the chanting bloody Aussies. My dad not helping our case early on by jumping up when he thought we had a wicket, with shouts firing down on us of 'ahhhhhhhhhhh sit down ya bloody pomme'!

With my pops now having left for the freezing UK, we had only 1 regret....that we found our favourite Irish pub with only 2 days left!!

So as you lay in your beds tonight, just make sure you follow Stacey's new routine of 'the spider check' because believe me he's probably been granted a passport and was on my dad's flight!!!