Where Did All That Sand Come From In My Shoes?????

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Date: 08 July 2006 23:48:54

What a great way to spend a Saturday!

We visited Swansea for Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee's birthday. This appears to be an annual event but I'd need to check. I heard someone say that they have birthdays every year. My, what rich, capitalist, imperialist oppressors. Welsh people stop having birthdays at the age of 4; we're too poor to afford other birtrhdays.

After a very pleasant drive down, visiting areas of the Gower slightly removed from where we were going, we eventually arrived at Langland Bay. After this experience FW, Best Man and I have decided that we going to produce a new type of Sat Nav. Its called Dith Nav. You use to to enable you to visit places that are not on your route but to see interesting places, sheep and Ostriches.

A few hours of Chicken Kebabs, Stroganoff Burgers, football, French Cricket and friendly conversation on the beach was a great way to spend time. Lanark was amusing by burying my football in the sand. It was good to hear that his son was trying to recover the ball and Lanark was trying to rebury it.

After the others had left and Best Man had returned from his walk, we repaired to Verdi's at the Mumbles for afternoon tea/coffee and ice cream. This was followed by a short walk along the front before journeying to Vietnam for our tea.

We've also realised that we'll be back every 2 weeks to celebrate further birthdays. I'm not allowed to reveal that certain women are fast ageing, as this would be rude.