
New Plymouth, New Zealand
Oh fi'n dost (managed to crawl out of the campervan at 10.30am this morning looking distinctly the worse for wear, my voice has deserted me and my head is banging)! This of course I put down to the singing, getting soaked walking in the rain and the sub zero temperature in the campervan at night (it has nothing to do with the alcohol!) Thought a nice shower might wake me up. This however was not to be as the Welsh Team are using our swimming pool which means the ...