The King Has Entered The Building

Tom has a mate from where he lives. Hard to believe I know, but it's true. Her name is Gwendaline Stefani King and I was to find out that she isn't imaginary as suspected. She's over here doing conversation work with dolphins or something. Pressumably coversation work involves trying to get them to pronounce their T's and avoid P's and Q's. I think that's what she said anyway.

After a forgettable night in Rockhampton (the less said the better) we met the Kingathon and her eco friends at a tiny place called Emu Park. Stehpoid lives with two Frenchies, Alex and Juliette, and an Italian dude called Daniel or Danielli or a stifled mutter so he couldn't tell I wasn't sure which one it was. Yeah man, good does. Saw a bit of the east coast that most travellers wouldn't. Didn't manage to get out on the boat to save whales but did save money on accomodation. The girls were lovely, especially Gwendaline who makes the best potato lumps ever. Gwenno didn't need to urinate the whole time we were there as Tom constantly took the piss out of her. Even so she managed to smile. Thanks Gwen. Keep up the good work saving the fish. Especially the tuna 'cos they taste bloody gorgeous!