2009 started as did 2008 in The White horse Inn doing a jig with the morris men in the village. Dom set fire to the carpet, his moves were that fast and the flute player burnt his fingers trying to keep up. Meanwhile I left the pub entertained with the usual host of impressions I've picked up around the bazaars!

Shortly after this tom foolery it was time to embark on a new venture to take a boat from Sweden to Malta. The VW is locked away for a bit, whilst I embark on some paid travelling for once.