Man and his motor..
Why baby?..
Busking for crackers..
Ross Kemp!!..
Roger Beaujolais chills out after his wonderful performance on the main stage..
Who is he??..
A fine selection treats in the local shop..
Dogs roamed the streets. our mate lost his sausage to a pooch. this one ate our unwanted tuna..
Kaaabooboo!! he arrived very late Sunday night and was in mischievous mood. he tiptoed round the sleeping tents with a box of cider, can of deodorant and a roll of gaffa tape. to a sleepy camper dripping cider sounds like wee wee, deodorant spray sounds like flames of fire, and stretched gaffa tape sounds like the tent is being torn apart by a murderous hook-handed madman! while Kaabooboo was on the ground in fits of giggles, the angry campers took revenge!..
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