Poot poot?

The sad little bus loved to watch the sun set alone.

Five ding?

Five pounds to have your photo taken with a St Bernard? Not bloody likely.

Scenic egg

In Pastigonia

Cheese and Ham:

Meat and Egg:

Pastie Hawk:

It's always nice to be proved right

But believe me I didn't want it to happen like this.

Towelling swans are wild animals and should be treated with respect. They are not pets.

Super Furry Animals

This guy! A white nosed Coati: he likes crisps and his favorite member of the Rolling Stones is Ronnie Wood. Each to his own, I suppose.

San Francisco, worldwide culture-hub

The Subway is pretty much the same as in England except the breads have different names and they don't have any sweetcorn niblets . You still get loads of Southwestern sauce thought (phew!).

Uh-oh!

Oh man, Steven is going to go crackers when he sees the botch-job the muralist made of his portrait.

What's really crazy is the prices!

Malibu Grand Prix is a little slice of heaven on the outskirts of Redwood city sandwiched between the motorway, the cement works and the dried up riverbed where the homeless guys camp out. They have 54 holes of minature golf.


It really is handy for that motorway.

"Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen nineteen and six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery".

Those scores in full:

Course 1: Drawn match, 6 holes apiece.
Course 2: James 9 holes, Kate 4 holes.
Course 3: Kate 10 holes, James 5 holes.

Result: happiness.

They also had batting cages so i got to find out if I was better at baseball than a ten year old mexican girl. All I can say is- fuck you Guadelupe, I looked cooler in the hat and the swelling in my left wrist is already starting to go down.

Cold Things

This morning the car thermometer said it was -8c. I didn't believe that but when I washed out the mugs to make tea, this happened in the time it took me to put the stove in the NO position and light it.

That's ice that is. At this point we realised we could legitmately leave Yosemite and go somewhere hot and sunny. When we struck camp the inside of the tent looked like this.


That's ice as well that is.

Yosemite Samwiches

Stuffed with Seafood!