Sorry, but walking around the local grey, wet streets here reminds me how good looking Australians are in comparison to us in the UK. So to make myself feel better, I dug out a few photos of some genuinely sexy Brits (do they come any more desirable than Slippery Sam?)I snapped at the excellent National Motorcycle Museum a few years ago.
Sunday, March 22
Sunday, March 1
We fly back to the UK on Friday, and this Blog may be dormant for a short while.
In the meantime, we awoke this morning to the sound of choppers (the flying variety) and news that a local kid had been attacked by a shark at my local break, five minutes from our house.
None of the locals can remember the last shark attack anywhere near here. And I just sold my surfboard on Ebay.
Who said fate doesn't control us?