Chopper hits Notting Hill

Okay so this is a bad representtion of Chopper (as if there is a good one) needless to say we had been drinking since about 6:00 am and this was taken at some point in the late afternoon. You gotta love the wee Jamaican kid laughing at me while his wise mother steers him away from the drunken tramp.


I think that really sums up Carnival for the most part. The day Chopper was truly born.

More (less embarrassing) pics coming very soon.

Cricket, Wine and Speed Walking Muslims

Hey everybody, so sorry it has taken so long to get back to everyone. What a weird time it has been. My friend Kent has just been to visit us and has hopefully left with pleasant, if vague, memories of his trip. I'm working on a proper posting for my site but I thought I ought to get up something soon before everyone decided to stop visiting. So here is the tallest turk and the aftermath of the camera phone stand-off.


So here is Jessica, one of the hotties that Kent and I picked up along the way (glasses?!? Meow!!!)











Camera phone's at twenty paces. I won, thank you very much!












Kent the world's tallest Turk!



Anyhoo, more pics and stories coming soon. Later, Mark.