robert ludlum you say. never heard of him. probably terible.
rest assured i shall consume a choclaty egg shaped sweatmeat at some point.

the person driving us back in to town stated with relish that some one had got a foot in the goolies once which can’t have been plesent, another time she opened the zorb to find some guy desperatly trying to put his shorts back on after they had been ripped of by the movement of the zorb. how she loughed. the shorts in question were made of some sort of favlon and had no elastication whatsoever. luckily mine had a drawstring, the other guys ones didn’t hahahaha!

getting the bus soon back to auckland. fun.

the die is cast.