A fairly random selection of island photos.
me on the lighthouse
alada and guro
charlie after a sunset shore dive
steve and cok
steve, jenny, guro and little alada
choco and cok
cok, woody, choc, mags, me, sarah, dom
cok, me, choc, sarah
posted by I-Rock at 2:45 AM
11 Comments:
Your as white and pasty as I am!
"You are not Australian, you are white like paper!"
(said to brett by a cabana boy in Egypt, September 2000)
I think Cok waxes.
Indeed he does, with a aerosol-can flamethrower!
Wow. Looks all very festive. Now, visuals catered for, we need stories.
Dom is the new Toby! Hurrah! More Dom please. Long may he live. I would nominate Mat as the new Toby, but that's pervy given our sibling-like regard for each other.
Dom! Dom!
why does everyone have t-shirt tans? last i heard, nobody worked for the local council...?
Fuck... i am envious... VERY envious. Wish i had been there! Dammit! :)
Your spirit was still there, my friend. People who've never met you were calling G-Reg 'G-Reg'.
I should mention that I'm significantly blacker now than in those mid-week photos when I was still half swedish.
not quite snipes or ambrose, but working on it...
(the snipes bit is from Charlie Murphey's True Holywood Stories)
I like the first photo heaps for its artistic merit (whereas some of the other ones score bigger points for general "had to be there" hilarity). Who is in the hammock? Why are their legs so akimbo? These questions and more are begged.
Well, I can tell you this: she's reading One Hundred Years of Solitude, the section at the beginning which spends 50 odd pages discussing the generosity of Jose Arcadio's endowment.
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