His Mother is going to kill me for starting with this picture. The week actually started in a much more sedate fashion…
Just the family… Big Sister blew in from New York…
And a quiet little Italian Restaurant…
A cake with candles – 21 in fact – all the standard stuff…
Estonian sign language – no doubt…
Kaydee’s painting…
The Tallinn IceTub… does strange things to the anatomy – note the tide level on JB’s shorts. They need to do this in order to fit into those tight lycra suits – or perhaps to counter the build-up of lactic acid…
A second opinion? How the hell would she know? More soon…
The Old Blue Truck
London – 1965: A Pom, a Canadian, an Aussie and a Kiwi meet in a pub – and decide to buy a truck…
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