Bye, eh?
So the three stooges have another country under the belt, eh? Time to say goodbye to New Zealand, eh? It’s been good, eh? Sweet as, eh?
Done a fair old bit. Ice climbing at the Franz Josef glacier – a Rosebot Adventure (Tm).
Mountains.
Rosey doing his best to win $5,000 on the golf challenge in Taupo. FORE!!
Birds.
Take one large inflatable ball. Insert 3 lightly seasoned Englishmen. Add several gallons of water. Mix thoroughly.
Yes, Zorbing. It’s the closest experience you can get to being inside a washing machine that’s rolling down a large hill.
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In an ideal world every girl you’ve had dealings with should, after things have come to a close, be shipped off to an island. Here they would effectively be out of circulation, their only companions the other girls you’ve callously disregarded. It’s the only rational system.
However, in some cruel twist of fate I’ve ended up on this very island. I briefly thought that maybe I should be questioning why a girl would want to travel so far after meeting me, but remembering that I can quote every Simpsons episode verbatim and have an impressive Airfix collection, I quickly allayed these fears. When meeting an ex girlfriend a small part of you kind of wishes them to have become grossly overweight and/or a member of some kind of cult. Of course neither of these were remotely true.
The following day I decided to throw myself off the highest building I could find. Had I known that Auckland’s highest building – the Sky Tower – was taller than the Eiffel Tower I might have thought twice, but to hell with it.
ROLL THE VT…!
