have finally found sufficient bandwidth (and runt-free moments) to upload some pictures from the last few months. so, here they are for September and October as the pictures no doubt confirm, we continue to have a cracking time....(arf) Uncle Chancealot seems unaware of the wardrobe failure
what can i say, i'm a lucky man. from the early morning birthday serenade from my two little men, to the moment we fell into bed full, tired and more than a little tipsy, it was about as good a day as you could responsibly hope for. some highlights include: the only omelette in Goa made with imported cheese (thanks to the missus), a couple hours tooling around the interior on the bike, a rub down from Dr. Johnny (on the cement floor of a disused hut - he forgot to mention that his place with the table still wasn't ready), a lovely cake and presents (after countless fakes, a real pair of Aviators!), a slap up dinner of red snapper and Kingfisher, and a late night stroll down Palolem beach. big, and special thanks to the missus, who carries on her family tradition of magicalised birthdays, and a big thanks and shout out to everyone for all of the well-wishes that came in throughout the day. miss you all. xx (Egg is following in my footsteps as a photographer - master of the awkward moment)
following last week's appointment with the good folks at (un)Reliance, an internet cable has been run from our landlord's house through the trees of the yard, and now hangs, tantalisingly, outside of our window. when will someone be along to hook it up? God only knows. if you're reading this in 2010 then it has happened sooner than expected. but if it does happen this year, we will also suddenly be seriously connected. more so than at any other point on our trip, since there is no transfer limit on our 512kbps. so folks, who's up for some serious menage-a-quatres video conferencing? or maybe some live gaming while catching up on the new alan partridge (this no joke. there's a new series apparently. thanks again Uncle Chancey). heck i might even do a spot of hosting on the side... update: we are now installed and online! the final step involved uncoiling that cable and pushing it through our open window (which we can now no longer close). with nothing permanent than a treebranch securing the cable between here and the road (about 70 meters), we may find ourselves back offline soon enough. but for now, let the games commence!
i was treated to a rare medley of tunes from his royal Dumps, including the classics "1,2,3,4,5", "Etikatinova", and a new updated version of "Old Macdonald". watch your back, Manilow, there's a new kid in town....
...we're continuing to feed shambolic one month at a time. Here be the pics for April As ever, would be interested to know your favourites. suggested captions also encouraged. A big shout to Fleur for last month's Giant Straw suggestion. It's a print and hot beverage of your choice if (when?) we get back to London, young lady. here is my #1 contender: Dumpede
As we are reminded by the eternally wise creators of South Park, every good story needs a montage. This one is about my parent's whirlwind visit this month (these things always go too quickly), which took in many beaches, even more restaurants, quite a few kingfishers, and a lot of quality time with the grandrunts. Have to reiterate thanks for the huge case of essentials and luxury items sent by everyone in Cannadia and dutifully carried by the folks. Life saving in some cases (see Tash's blog re: chocolate and coffee). freshly arrived, with optimism still intact setting forth for untold adventures Jake's final days as a Beatle Gramps gets a lesson in double ended surfing the Ladies put the surf board to good effect Sandy, Jamie and 'the wife' .... at Mallikarjun temple you'd never guess these two just arrived Easy Rider style... Jimmy's first two-wheeled excursion ice cream-induced befuddlement befalls our intrepid crew at Old Goa Anjuna Beach Another happy customer Granny teaches Eggie the ropes at the Oceanic Egg is closer than he appears the obligatory Johnston money shot