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Yawn, this’ll be cut short. I’m pretty tired. I was supposed to write this yesterday and post it with the last blog but someone borrowed my iPhone cable so I couldn’t copy it off my laptop. Oh well, we are here now. 

To have the opportunity to take part on this day in New Zealand is actually quite a big deal. ANZAC wasn’t really a common subject in my brain prior to this trip, but after a but of research…It’s a pretty big deal. 

Other than the weather, the day was good. A very early start (0430) got us into the swing of things. A parade, weapons fire and song kept us occupied in the street outside.
Scoff was interesting. The ability to sit down whilst wearing my obvious is a bit challenging. Post food meant a bit of a minibus drive to a local town to conduct a local parade. Our designated town was Sumner. A small Coastal village, not far out of Christchurch. They’d had their fair share of the recent earthquakes, but that didn’t shake their spirits. Welcomed with open arms for the first of a few beers by 1000. Thankfully the Kiwis adopt a similar drinking culture to the UK. ‘If you are awake, then you can drink’ lol. 
The parade was short and wet, I laid a wreath and then participated in a rapid move to a local pub. But of pool and on to the Local Fire Station for. Beer and food.

I called it in early. And was happily back to camp by 1530. The rest of the players carried on until a nearby bar closed. The PT due in the morning was enough to keep me off the sauce. 

That was about it, for me. Pretty good. Wish I could have taken some photos. Nevermind.

Well my eyes are closing and I’ve got more phys in the morning, so I’m going to sack it here. 

G’night Peoples.
Conn. ^_^

By far the best place I have been, whilst on my travels in New Zealand. A proper city. Brilliant.

We got a lift to Christchurch Airport in the mid afternoon Friday. It is a poo airport. I’ve seen a few now and there is nothing there. You would expect a major coffee brand to make an appearance at least. Boring. Oh well, the flight was pretty uneventful and we dropped into Auckland at about 2000. An airport provided shuttle service got us to our Hostel for the couple nights ahead.
A quick change and it was straight out on the beer… WRONG! Let me remind you that this was Friday, but it was Good Friday. I must have been in the only country in the world that deciders to have rules AGAINST drinking on a religious holiday. I mean really? For Fuck Sake.
Turns out that you cannot buy alcohol on this day, up until midnight. That is a slight spanner in the works right there. However, if you can have an alcoholic drink with a main meal from a bar/restaurant. Fine… I’ll have a Jug please. Hahaha. This worked in our favour and we were knocking back a good amount of beer and by 2330, we made our way towards the lively areas of town. At the stroke of midnight, the world changed. The next 4-5 hours would be very different from the last. 

I went from merry little Neil to a complete mess in about 3 hours. Hahahaha. I am not one to mixing my drinks but Mac decided that the choice 2 that I had stuck to for the past couple weeks, needed some spark. God knows what we were drinking, at one point you simply couldn’t reel from one to the next as they were all different. Whoever got in the ‘Snickers’ shots was a complete dick. What the fuck were they about? Rough as a cows muddy eye. Wrong.
Football in the street, when you are drunk and wearing a pair of smart shoes and jeans that top £250 alone is not advised either. But amusing at the time.
From about 0300 onwards it gets a little blurred. I am usually very good at remembering my nights out and never get to a point of complete loss. I was close at this time. However by 0430, I was back on course again, thanks to a rotten kebab. Dryer than Afghan sand in the peak heat of August.
I got to sleep at about 0500ish. I was so happy. Such a good night, good laughs, dancing, boozing, chatting to some amusing people. Good times.

The following morning was not a great one. I felt rough haha. Like proper rough. We still got out and about before midday and had a wonder around Auckland town. Much more like somewhere I would want to be if I chose to live in NZ. Which I wouldn’t BTW.
The Sky Tower had to be done. It easily has better views compared to Portsmouth’s Spinnaker, but is not as impressive as the C&N of Toronto. I’ll get pics up when I can.
I had to get some fingers down my throat in the afternoon to bring myself to life, along with a Starbucks and a cold Whopper meal. Life was on the up, after a quick afternoon nap haha.

It came to our attention that it was actually St George’s day. Boom! Tonights will be a full night of drinking with the sights of the red and white flag all around. NOT!
Again, due to it being Easter Sunday the following day, all drinking had to be finished by midnight Saturday night. ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS!??!! haha.
There was a backup plan though, as we were staying in a dry Hostel (:/) there was only one thing to do…start earlier. BOOM! Happily drinking away by 1800. I’m on holiday at the end of the day lol. Got chatting to a couple lads from Sussex, whilst playing pool in a British bar. Happy Days. Flags all around and drinking games. Winner. Then we spot one of our Canadian friends that we met in Queenstown the weekend previous. Unfortunately the rest had yet to make the trip north. We continued.

The night was full of better bars than what we’d usually go for. Smarter venues, with friendly gatherings of smart shirts and pretty dresses. It was actually the first time I had been out and actually realised that I was underdressed lol. A couple beers later, we’d ditched the Toffs by the waterfront and headed back to town. Settling up for the last couple hours of the night in a Rock bar. The live band were amazing. Any guitarist that attempts to cover Hendrix and Slash has got to be good, and this guy was. Unreal skill. Guitar over the back of the head, hands over and under the frets. Good work.

Calling it a night at midnight was actually a good idea. We had to checkout by 1000 and be at the airport by 1200. The flight back down south was a little bumpy. Complete with the nearby audio of a young land throwing his lunch into a paper bag. The sounds and smells causing others around to debate wether they too needed a sic bag. hahaha.

A bus ride and a Dominoes later; I’m in my room. Another weekend done. It was pretty damn good considering the restrictions set. Which does make you wonder how good it would have been if it was millionaires weekend… BOOOOM! ^_^

Next up, ANZAC day.

Back in a mo,
Conn. ^_^

Yeah I know that I should ease up on the drinking, however I don’t plan on coming back to New Zealand so I’m making the most of it. Yeah I also know that I should be saving money, but the above rule applies for that too.
I’ve just payed £500 to get me away in July for a couple weeks in America now too, so it is money well spent. Can’t sit still me.

Where do we go from here? Well I am going to sit in the sun with my WESCs on and read a book initially. However, in the long run… tomorrow will see us heading to Christchurch (what’s left) and getting a flight up to Auckland on the North Island. Hostel booked and then we are good for another weekend pretending to be tourists haha. 

Yes it will involve drinking. 
No it will not be as heavy as last weekend in Queenstown. 
Yes the flights we not cheap but they were not expensive either to be honest. 
No I probably won’t have a liver by the time I get to home. 
Yes I will spend too much money. 
No I don’t care. ^_^

I’m enjoying it, that is what is important. I’ll worry about everything else at the end.
I hope everyone back in the UK is enjoying the sun I hear you are receiving. Don’t get too brown, I’ve got some catching up to do otherwise.

See you next week peoples.
Connmau5! ^_^

I am a man who likes food. Yes I am one of those people that eats whatever, whenever and as much of and never put on weight. I am also fond of greasy foods, fat filled burgers and sugary beverages. That is just how I like it. That doesn’t mean that I eat nothing else, I like good foods and drinks too. I enjoy getting into some nice meals provided by work but hate being told that I cant. How the fuck does it affect anyone on this planet if I wear a tee without a collar? Huh? And providing they are clean… how are a pair of running trainers deemed less appropriate than my High-Tops???!!
Acceptable clothing to wear to get my fucking dinner is getting harder to find. I should be able to walk in and eat my tea without feeling like I’ve broken the fucking law.
I mean how many of you does it take to enforce the rules too. There was at least 5 of you in there yesterday when I had to take off my jacket because it had a hood. So to save the round trip of getting changed, we opted to get a chicken burger meal from the nearby fast food alternative to the security enabled healthy option. Pricks.
So to make life easier, I could just ensure I wear a collared tee/shirt and High-Tops or uniform. But that defeats the point. How can you govern something as necessary as food with such an overwhelmingly petty attitude towards what someone wears to obtain it. Grow up. I’m 24 years old for fuck sake. I just want to eat my turd tasting potatoes and shoddy attempt at a beef curry with a smile on my face and low adrenalin.

Oh before someone says something… Yes the food isn’t great and No I couldn’t make better. Shhh!

Anyway… I need to stop starting posts with ‘So’. I tend to write like I talk, that doesn’t mean that I have to constantly track back to remove the extra ‘S’s’ that I stammer into life. Hello m–m-m-my name is N-NN–Neil. hahha. I find taking the piss out of myself rather amusing lol.

Well. That will do for the time being, on the Rant side of life anyway.

One more quick post…
Conn. ^_^

Oh I will sort out the lack of pictures in these posts (Daze), my phone doesn’t have the ability to conduct such an evidently challenging task. Apple appears to be letting me down. :\ So I’ll hang fire for a working laptop that actually plays ball. Peace.

So I have been trying to get on and write up what has been going on. I have been pretty busy.

So it is a little after lunchtime on Thursday and I’ve just got back from town after dropping off a couple cars and having myself a Souvlaki. Yum yum yum.
I’ll try and keep this as chronological as possible lol.

So last Friday we jumped into our Toyota Corolla hire car and headed south for the 6 hour drive to Queenstown. BOOM. To be honest I wasn’t sure what to expect, but the general feedback from the lads was ‘it is the place to go in New Zealand’.
The drive down was pretty nice, felt good to get some overtakes under my belt as we thundered through some pretty challenging bends amongst the mountains and hills in the areas south of Taekapo. Some amazing scenery in that part of the country. We got to our Hostel/Backpackers Accommodation just after 1500. Checked in and got straight onto the booze. Within minutes of me getting there, I had been approached and praised on another Deadmau5 tee that I was wearing. It seems that Joel needs to get himself to NZ more (You’ve got some serious fans out here mate). A lot of the Hostel residents were foreign like us. I met some amazing people. The Dutch guy that was showing me some of the beats he had made was a legend, along with the Canadian lads, the Yank couple, the army of Jocks and the French had their cards in too. More on them later. I won’t lie, my liver got a work out last weekend for sure. A couple bottles of Jim Bean later and some Rum and we were well and truly oiled by 1900. Time to head into town. 
The night life in Queenstown rivals that of the UK. Nothing is better than a good night out in Cardiff, Manchester or Brighton from my experiences but this place was very very good.
Multiple pubs to start us off, some pool and then time for some dancing.
Now I’m not a good dancer, but I don’t mind getting my moves out when I’m sauced up to the eyeballs. In this case I was so the majority of the night was dancing it up. I’ve not danced like that since Deadmau5 and Magnetic Man at Earls Court last year. More booze included. A lot of money spent.
So as the night draws to a close at about 0400, we decide to head back to the Hostel. Buzzing like madmen. First night of ‘finding our feet’ was a success.

I’m blessed with very rarely getting hangovers. Generally I don’t, and the Saturday morning didn’t let me down. 1000hrs and we are heading to town for some scoff and… wait… a motherfucking STARBUCKS. Boom!!! Happy with that.
A look around town and the local area surrendered a conclusion that we had hit the location at the wrong time of year. However there is plenty to do when the season is right. Don’t get me wrong, I could have done all the Bungys and stuff but the cost of it all is pretty high. Even for those with money to throw around like us. ^_^
So we get back to the Hostel mid afternoon and decide that there is only one thing to do… Drinking Games. International rules of Ring of Fire are fucking hard when you are playing against personnell that struggle to speak english. lol. However, by 2000 everyone is on it big time and feeling the effects. Some so much that they call it a night there.
The reason behind the mass amount of people drinking is that one of the girls that works there is a year older. Birthdays are taken pretty seriously and the masses are out. A healthy mix of countries, lifestyles and experiences create endless conversation with some amazing people.
2100 clicks into place and the rugby sized squad head to town… Stand the fuck by. haha.
Reference previous comment relating to dancing lots… this night saw me throw more shapes than I have ever. We were getting proper into it innt. Before midnight had come about, I was soaking with sweat. The cramped dance floors made way for the Deadmau5 tee wearing Brit who evidently looked like he was enjoying the bass that was rumbling his insides. After an hour of requesting a Mau5 track… Ghosts ‘n’ Stuff ripped up the place big time. I had about 4 people come over to me to rave with the Mau5! On it!!!!! Fuck it was amazing. I made myself quite a large amount of space in the crowd and got a bit of a dance off going. This is how we roll. BOOM!
Such a good night out would have been finished by 0100-0200 if this was Britain… but this is NZ and they keep everything going until 0500 at least. So many more hours left in the night.
I temporarily lost my co-Brit and our NZ escort and headed off with the Canadians to some other bars they’d hit before. Good choice, new faces and new floors to join in on. Chatting away with a couple lads from Glasgow (Big Celtic Fans and a bloke covered in ‘Slayer’ tattoos). Turns out one of them was from Gosport originally… yeah you guessed it… Rowner In Da House!! haha. PSYCHO!! Anyway, we popped smoke and caught up with the rest. 0500 came about and I was happy to climb into bead, after a chat on the balcony with some drunk Israelis. I realised then that I hadn’t drunk for hours. I got lost in the dance floor and couldn’t be bothered to go back and forth so was feeling very refreshed after a coke and sandwich.

Sunday is never a good day, it usually means that I have to go back to work and this Sunday was no exception. I took the car half way home, to allow the lads to sleep off the aftermath. Was nice to have some quite in the car and play some Paramore without being ridiculed for it. Then they woke up and I was suddenly listening to some Five Finger Death Punch. Of whom are my current favourite band. The vocalist is one seriously angry fucker. “I’ll slap you so hard, it’ll feel like you have kissed a freight train” is a favourite, along with “How does it feel to be a tool?” haha. Legend. ‘Bad Company’ is a popular track over here at the moment and has been added to the travel playlist. Good Times.

The week to follow the adventures in Queenstown was pretty lame. Work was very quiet, with most of the lads being away on courses and the boss not in. Plenty of PT to keep us occupied and sweat out the toxins from the weekend. Today’s PT was good fun and got us down and dirty with the mud etc. Washing machine didn’t like it’s tasking this morning. So with the afternoon off I thought it was a good opportunity to get this up to date.

Stand-by for a Rant! ^_^

Back in 5…
Conn. ^_^

So it is the 10th of April. Wow. This month seems to be going by with some pace. That is a good thing, don’t get me wrong I don’t want to waste this opportunity I have been given but getting home will bring equally good things… if not better in some cases.

So as mentioned in the last post, I was about to embark on another road trip. This time I was heading to the North Island. To New Zealand’s Capital City… Wellington. We left at the time described (0300) on the Thursday morning. A 6 hour drive to Picton, where we would catch a ferry crossing. A chance to be exposed to the sights to the North of us and view the islands from the waters around them. Sweet. Of course it was dark for about 80% of the drive up there, but as the sun made an appearance for the last third of the drive. From what I saw, that part of the country was very impressive. 
The ferry crossing was pretty uneventful compared to the return leg the following day. More on that later. A free meal was needed as we hadn’t really had time to eat, not that we’d wanted to that early in the sparrow hours.
The approach into Wellington Harbour was swift and moments later, we’d done a couple laps of city. Gribbo giving out the info he know of the area. Being used to living in a city, I felt pretty at home there. Wellington is very different to the areas I have seen down south. Everything is much taller, however not that busy. In comparison to the constant slow traffic flow in and around London, Wellington was like any normal drive through Portsmouth and Brighton.
We made our way to the accommodation we had arranged, about 30mins outside of the capital.

Upon arrival, we picked up more kit and settled into the rooms. A quick shower and change… to the train station.
40mins later, we were back in Wellington, grabbing a MaccyDs and getting ready for a few beers around town. We couldn’t stay long as the last train back left at 2300, so we had about 4-5hrs to consume what we could lol.
Wellington has the makings of a good night out, it was just getting busy as we made our way to catch transport but the drinking design around was a lot more like home. Pubs. Winner. Clubs. Sweet.
Intoxicated enough and a rail stint back to home caught us a few hours kip before we departed again in the morning. A few hours on Friday were spent collecting some more kit from in the city and we headed to the ferry a little after 1200.

Normally this crossing would take about 3hrs. Not this time. We had to sit up in the middle of the crossing for an hour to allow some bloke to get airlifted off the boat. He’d taken a fall during a rough departure at Wellington. It was dead calm once we got closer to the South island, however he got himself a Heli trip back to where he had just come from hahaha. I filmed the medic that was winched down onto the boat, I’ll try and post it on YouTube when I get a chance and link it in so you can see.
The drama continued during the remaining 6hrs of driving still left to do back. 4hrs in… one of the trucks’ clutch went. This delayed us getting our truck back, I eventually strolled into my room a little after 0200 on Saturday morning. The other truck crew got a tow back which saw them in about 4-5 hours after us. Mentalists. Oh well, we were all back in safe and sound.

The events from the day before didn’t allow me to wake up until nearly 1600 on Saturday and that was by the lads checking if I was alive and seeing what the plan was for that night. I’d got word of a leaving do that was going down, so another night out at ‘the Swamp’ was on the cards for last night. It wasn’t too bad, bit busy to try and actually throw some shapes but we made do.
Today has been pretty chilled, grabbed a Dominos and watched some NZ drag racing on the tele with Mac and Bree.
My ironing is done and my PT kit is ready for the morning. Ball Skill? WTF is that about lol. We’ll inevitably see in the morn.

That is me done for this weekend. I think we are off to Queenstown on Friday but I’ll be online before then. Woop Woop another drunkard weekend coming up lol.

Happy Birthday Francesca. Big love from NZ. xx
Neil. ^_^

So since my epic 3 part post on the weekend, there has been a mixture of good things going on here. 
We had a pretty chilled day monday after a cheeky bit of PT in the morning. Felt good for it though – a few more of them Happy Hormones as previously mentioned ^_^ followed by an early finish to the day.
Tuesday saw us have another cheeky PT session, this time it came to my attention that the PT here is a lot better than back home. That might be the case everywhere but at home in Wales, I don’t usually sweat like that. Stinky. This led us to an early finish too.

So with the afternoon at our disposal we decided to get away to town. Well initially it wasn’t going to happen as we missed the bus, however we managed to borrow one of the guys motors and took off. I love driving so I took it upon myself to do so, it only strengthened my dislike to owning an automatic car. How boring is driving when you don’t have gears to play with. Not that it matters on a motorway (which is where I spend a fair bit of my time) but when you get to drop and climb the gears, it gives you something to keep yourself occupied with. Boring.

Anyway… we we were on the hunt for a couple cheap garages that were selling or renting out wrecks of cars. If you come to New Zealand, I advise that you get wheels. Everything is so spread out. Our mission failed, the only places we could find were dealerships and we don’t need to splash the cash on a car that we’ll have for a couple months then ditch anyway. Nevermind, we went to the mall. Starbucks mother fuckers. I love that place so much. I also got myself some more headphones. Now before people make comments that I have loads anyway… I can justify my bullshit lol.
I brought out with me my Big Bright Orange WECS’s. Best audio I have, but not exactly tactical and can hurt your ears after extended use. I also got the iPod standard issue ones as back up, they are not bad but not exactly that great either. I wanted some new in-ear headphones that had better quality, noise cancelation, didn’t cost the earth and of course to look a bit smarter than Apple White.
Skullcandy came up with the goods. Black and Pink in-ear for $40 (£20). Sorted. Tested them out today and they are ace. You can’t hear anything outside of your music even at low volume. Pretty sharp sounding and quite smart looking. Happy.

So after a wonder about the mall, we headed back. iPhone plugged into the car audio and we were enjoying the sun. A quick Subway pick up and then had a quiet night in again. Didn’t want to be tired for the road trip we jumped in on today.
Took a 3 hour drive down to Lake Tekapo (I’ll confirm spelling). This place was beautiful.
A good chunk of the local area is flat where we are, but the mountains that were around this, very blue almost white, lake were a welcome change of scenery. I took a few pics on my phone as we were driving about, but they were not great. Wish I had the Nikon to hand, would have been ideal. A really nice area and we spotted some places to go for things to do whilst we are here. Skydiving is on the checklist as well as the early idea of ski-ing. Turns out the slopes are not far from where we are staying and they look pretty sweet. A bit of googling should sort this all out at some point and we are good to go. Tidy.

So that was road trip on. We literally walked back into out accommodation this afternoon to be given the good news for tomorrow. Yup 0200 wake up and depart by 0300 for a very long drive north to catch a ferry and head over to the North Island. Happy days. We are off to Wellington ladies and gentlemen. Overnight somewhere there and the return leg during the day on Friday.

The camera and iPod are on charge, comms will be dropped and I’ll report back over the weekend. This is more like it!!! It may be for a work tasking… but I’m game. ^_^!!

Enjoy the rest of your week, catch you Saturday.
Conn. ^_^

So this is the conclusion to this 3 part post. I don’t really know why I did it. I fancied writing and wrapping up the past three months. It could have easily been longer and I didn’t have to write it at all but it keeps the mind busy.
So it is approaching 2000 here in New Zealand and it has just hit darkness outside. The long summer days will be welcome when I get back.

Wichita Lineman – Glen Campbell is playing. Good tune.

The weekend has nearly come to an end and I feel a little ill. I got myself a large bottle of chocolate milk. Doesn’t taste quite right if I’m honest. It’s not off, it’s just large and I have drank too much of it. My error occurred to me when I got back on the bus earlier… Neil you don’t have a fridge you TARD. Shit it. Oh well better get started… now I regret it lol. Actually laughing at myself right now, Eff Em Ell. ^_^

It has come to my attention that my RSS feed has been dragged to a mates website. It’s purpose is to promote the people and area of Pembrokeshire. Have a read and check it out. I was added to the ‘Pembs-People’ list on Twitter and now my feed is pulled there too. Sweet. I guess that is a little more exposure. Hello to my Pembrokeshire peeps, hope it is raining there haha.

So where do I go from here? Well I have some letters to write this week, so that’ll be keeping me occupied between work and hits of the gym. Time to get that routine started too – mAsSiVe. As for tonight? I am soon to jump under my new quilt and watch the rest of the Die Hard Trilogy, that’s right Trilogy. The fourth one doesn’t count… but I will probably watch that after anyway. Get’s it done for this year.

Johnny Cash is on now. Sweet. “Get Rhythm…when you get the blues!”

I have some new colouring pens and paper (special needs!!) now too, so I’ll be carrying on with some tattoo ideas over the coming evenings. Need to get back on with the master plan of amusing tattoos and their bad execution on my body haha.

Cheers for reading ladies and gents. Please ‘Like’ and ‘Tweet’ these posts and use the comments function below. Thank you and good night.
London. ^_^

So to get a post online here I have to take the following steps… Write post on laptop (as typing on the phone is very tedious), copy to Apple Mail – Notes page (spell check lol), then Sync phone to acquire the content. Then wander to the other part of the block to pic up Wi-Fi and upload accordingly. I would post more pics with the posts but that means getting hold of a laptop that actually decides to connect to the Wi-Fi etc. I need a new MacBook, mine is nearly dead. Anyway…

So where was I? I have done the recap and a few thanks to a few peeps.

Whilst I was treading back, mainly the more recent posts, it is apparent that I have been writing into a little too much detail with what I have been getting up to. I’ll have to tone that down, some wise words from my dad. Don’t want to give to much away eh? This is true for the work side of things anyway, the social stuff I’ll still be writing up along with the goss lol.

So what has been going on this weekend, a fair bit. I haven’t stopped… stopped doing fuck all it seems. I won’t lie, I haven’e been to as many places or witnessed as much as I would have wanted to by this stage but there are reasons for it. I am not far from Christchurch, which if you didn’t know was recently flattened by a very shaky floor. That has slammed the brakes on most opportunities, however there is still a little over 12 weeks to go out and explore this place.
Some plans that we have made so far is a flight up to Auckland for the weekend. Also we have the availability of a hire car for a weekend, of which I will be driving to Queenstown for the weekend too. That is the place recommended by the guys here, supposed to be pretty good but expensive. I have realised that it is pretty expensive over here anyway. Fuel is a little cheaper than back home, surprisingly, and a discovery made today was that the Domino’s Pizza is about half the price of back home but a Large one is not as big as the large back home. It doesn’t taste as good either. Nevermind.

For those that spend long periods of time away from home, do you not think that the humble clock is against you. It is the same clock that ticks away when you are at work too. You know the one… it hangs there up high on the wall towering down on the rest of us like some jumped up watch that it is. Ticking. Just ticking. Only this fucker guarantees to tick slower when you are at work, doing something you don’t want to be doing or when you are waiting for something more interesting. Then as soon as that more interesting things comes along… the fucker has a Red Bull or 3 and spins itself into next week before you can really enjoy anything.

Tick! Get in, it’s the weekend. I think I’ll go and do this, this and that. Tock. Oh look I’m at work. Inconsiderate bastard. Why do you do that? Explain yourself.

So I may be counting down the weeks and days until I get home. I know I have said in previous posts about this but I do like being back at home when I’m not there. Then as soon as I’m back… so where we off to next? Let’s go! I am really looking forward to the summer. Well I am and I’m not. Positive points are – that work might be sending me to America for a couple weeks, I can drive my car, see peoples and crack on with a suntan of some description. Negative points include – America overlaps with someones else’s trip away so that prolongs when I get to see them, the summer in the UK is never as hot as I want it to be and the cost of fuel rapes my bank regularly. It is all for a good cause, I must maintain my travelling lifestyle. Not that I am homeless (Vic) but I just like to be out and about. Why stay in the same place all the time and do the same things all the time. Now I know that goes against what I said a couple sentences ago, I should be living the dream here, and I will, but the freedom of having my own car is not the same as catching a bus to the local village to realise that it is bonk. lol.

It was good to get out of this place this afternoon and take our chances with public transport. Unlike the UK – It works! Woop. Well from what the short bus ride told us anyway. Typically the bus was numbered 237 which did make us laugh a bit. Everywhere you go eh?
So I got myself a duvet, some munch and a dominos and headed back. The temptation to stay at the nearby ‘tavern’ was overlooked having work in the morning. The bastard clock is bringing it around oh so quickly.

Part Two comes to a close there. Part Three will be up in a short while, it won’t be as long.
London. ^_^

Wow, we are already 3 days into the 4th month of the year. The end of last month brought a close to the first quarter or 20Eleven. So what went on?
I had a read back through the blog posts that I have written since the turn of the year. Actually I read everything from Boxing day to now… what a journey it has been. This year has seen the most amount of miles covered for me in such a short period time. How things have changed so much during that travelling too. Relationships and friendships that I have lost, by choice or not. But also of those that I have met, become close too (some again ^_^) and the places I have seen.

The turn of the year saw me in Canada with some newly made friends there. During that time I cut some ties with people too, for the best it seems as I look back at it. At the time, I was pretty destroyed and couldn’t get the words out into my blog. It seems now, I can’t shut up. That is something that I have been told to do. Someone (^_^) has always said that I should speak more openly about what goes on in this head of mind. I have taken her words to heart now and realise that I should just come out and say what I think more often. As I read back through the posts of January I realised that in doing so I can actually be quite funny. It is, however, not very cool to laugh at your own jokes… but some of the stuff that I wrote was, and still is, amusing, even if I do say so myself.

Miles spent dashing around the country and a ski-ing adventure to France was witnessed and then we rolled into February. This is when I started to build on a new desire that had come back to light in my own mind. Nothing had actually happened, it was just the throughout of what could be maybe? even if it is going to be quite the task to do so.
When you get down about things, it can take time for you to set them straight and I feel like I have finally done it. It hurt but I got there. I pretty much used the month of February to find my feet after a shaky start to the year.
For those that witnessed some of what was going on, Dani & Tino, I thank you indefinitely for helping me through that. Your words of encouragement hit home for me. It was what I needed to sink my teeth back into what was going on around me. I owe you guys a new carpet at some point too lol, and sorry about squeezing your hand a bit too much Dani lol. Big love to you guys. Not to mention the man himself – Bally. One of the nicest guys you can have in any arsenal of friends, you can always rely on. You’ve always got us lot about for you mate.
Whilst I’m on the topic of thanking people, my dad and sister have to be in here too. My dad is the best dad in the world. That cliché that is seen on the side of a coffee cup or on a fathers day card is the truth about my dad. My idol. If I acquire half as much in my life as you continue to acquire in yours, then I’ll be more than happy, thank you for always being there.
The little sister, my rock in life. Everything I do in my life I put it down to you. To help me through the tough times is an underestimation, you literally hold my hand and drag me through it. The phone-calls around christmas meant so much to me. You helped me so much and I’ll thank you forever for it. You are always there for me, love you and Jim so much.

I know this looks like a suicide letter, it is not lol. Just in a writing mood and got the appropriate music on to help out.

A big thank you to Ben, my brother from another mother. The greatest of blokes I’m lucky enough to call my brother. You have kept me on track more than you may think, thank you mate. Oh, and thanks to your rents and little Amy too, you are always good to me.
So I have rambled on for a bit now, there is no eventual outcome of this. I just have an urge to write. The turn of the month is a good way to look back and see where we have been. So I’ll continue with March.
March was better than expected. I had truly got over what went down in Dec/Jan and February was a thing of the past. I did read that the reason that February is the smallest month… yeah, it is because it is the shittest. ‘Oh look at me, I’ve only got 28 days and the day of commercial Valentines bullshit.’ Fuck off February lol. Anyway, back to March… What happened there? Bit of a Rant coming through lol. So yeah March… 
Got about to see some peoples that I haven’t for a while and glad that I did. I have no reason to hide anymore that I’m on the path to build bridges in Hereford again. Many reasons for it and to be honest I am looking forward to sorting it out, because I will. Tired of things being crap with family. It has been that way with us for years, not anymore. Problem being is that I am on the other side of the planet, but that is not an excuse. Prepare for a barrage of letters and emails UK, it is happening.

So that is the part one over, I literally wrote a list of what I want to talk about. I miss having Rants too, so I’ll be throwing them in part two, but mainly part three. haha.

Check back in about an hour for the next instalment.
London. ^_^