Meet Biscuit

Posted on July 18, 2010
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Meet Biscuit

Our housemates got a new pet Hamster, and I’m pretty sure its the first hamster I’ve ever seen. Her name is Biscuit. She loves to eat, chew, store food in her cheeks, chew, roll around the house in the hamster ball, chew, run and chew.

Click on for some other pics and some video of her in the ball. Continue Reading…

My Right Leg

Posted on June 27, 2009
Categories: random, vietnam.
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my right leg

No, I haven’t made a parody film about using my right leg to paint, drive a car, play the piano or shoot a machine gun. This is simply to show what has happened to My Right Leg in the last few days.

Trampled by a horse, getting a “Vietnamese Tattoo” (aka burned by a motor bike – everyone I know who rode a moto in Vietnam got one at some point!) and bashing my shin inside the Cu Chi tunnels, (yes I am unco, but these tunnels were made for 4 foot Vietnamese, not a 6’1″ lanky bastard such as myself).

I’m starting to think my right leg is accident prone. No not me, just the leg. It already had 2 scars. The damage from the horse has totally healed now, but it seems the remainder of the burn is permant, just like a real tattoo. So now my right leg looks like the victim of a an Alien experiment gone wrong..Maybe its time to just cut my losses….Literally…. I can hop…kinda….

+1 Skill: Sewing

Posted on May 1, 2008
Categories: random, travel.
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Ahh the little skills you learn while traveling; How to order a drink in 12 languages, how to clean an entire load of washing in the bathroom sink, the ability to sleep through anything, and now sewing. Well sort of.

My Jeans were looking a little worse-for-wear, so I took faith in a £1 sewing kit. My previous sewing experience consists of threading needles for mum, and finding (read: stepping on) all the pins she left around the house. But if Phil can worm his way past Star City’s ‘no ripped jean’ policy with a kit from 7-11, surely I can fix these little holes.

About 2 hours and 12 meters of string later, my jeans were “patched”. I wouldn’t start sending me measurements for your next formal outfit, but at least you can’t see what colour underpants I’m wearing anymore. It will probably all come undone once I wash them, but thats a long way off (another backpacker skill).

Those kids in China must have loads of fun. I know you all want to see my handy work, so here it is.

Jeans = Fixed

Happy (Tree Friends) Valentine’s Day

Posted on February 15, 2008
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