The Removers

These poor exhausted people just wanted to sit upon the lorry flaps and enjoy a nice beer, mid-pack-up of the right huge camp we'd been living and working in for a week, but there I am nudging and demanding as ever; "...make sure some part of you is in the sun. left a bit. No, I mean yep, I mean a bit more. Ok, I can see you now.... Thanks guys." But thought this great team needed to be papped. A complete whirlwind of inspiration sits before you, because here are some wholly moley magnificent creations. But we needed more beer! As all the children had just left for the final time and there needed to be some sort of rollocking around, in the tick infested elongated grasses. We took some chaotic orders for refreshing slurpings as Rich and I set about a sunset cycling adventure to stock up on goodies for camp. About to embark on a gigantic adventure riding to Nepal, it's safe to say that I felt completely honoured to pedal alongside this fully gentleman, simply spilling with gold rushing adrenalin and anticipation for the adventures that no doubt are impatiently waiting to come. A few trickles of sweat scurry down his grinning face almost splitting with the gigantic smile that radiates across it, as the raging golden sphere sits just behind his stoic form. We pedal so slowly up the modest gradients, because we are in no rush to leave the road, but we are back at camp before we know it and dishing out the much welcomed refreshments. The pedal power is rigged up for our own enjoyment, and a long evening of acting like right prats begins.