Luton, Croydon, and the third day of the last test Vs Austrailia!

The very next week, I made the trip down to London with Nic because we had tickets to go and watch the saturday of the test match vs Austrailia.

Now any other year before this one i would have quite happily gone to london (well maybe not happily) gone to the cricket and loved it and come back, no biggy.

But Luton and Croydon was awash with Steves, and I was intent on getting all of them that I cast my eye over.

During the rest of the time many strange things happened. One night I couldn't eat chicken. One man started begging even though he blatently wasnt homeless. Ron, who was incharge of the coach told me that I was a complainer after seeing my backlog of around twenty letters I had written by that time. See www.lettersofonelosthousemate.blogspot.com and then after the cricket I had my photo taken with the pink panther, Sylvester and Sir Bobby Robson.

By the way, we didn't see much cricket, because of the damn english weather, but we were definitely closer to winning by the time of the end of play. I also had my Barmy Army T-shirt made, with no.4 Sodje on the back.

So here they are, my next photos of me. There is one of Nic, but I think i'll have to ask her if I can put it on here before I do, after all you know what women are like. (and if your homosexual, you know what your other half is like)

Also see if you can tell the exact moment someone bought me a england fleece.