Haze Daze......

Haze....there is no doubt that this is a terrible thing and has in essence ruined our time to date in Malaysia it is as I write still here, if Cuba was doing this to the United states it would be tantamount to a declaration of war because the toxins in the air this year are horrendous and stronger nations would DO something.

Malaysia is weak and pathetic in its innocence and it does not want to fight its own economy by challenging the Malaysian companies that are doing the burning all the talk is just rhetoric sold to the simpletons of the masses, nothing is really getting done and back handers in this world of corruption must be part of the cause.



There is no point in me going into to much detail a quick look on-line would explain everything you need to know what it does to us on a daily basis and how it makes you feel is what I will discuss here.



We left a clean fresh air country to come here with a promise of Ipoh being actually famous for its clear air quality and exceptional water quality, what a lie, and we have been lied to ever since, the Malaysians are very good at lying I could say bending the truth, they make big claims and never ever deliver, they fail on nearly ever promise they make, they don't do it out of malice its just that there as thick as shit, and they live in a world of promotion without substance, like in India and its frustrates all western educated people it feels like your being duped on a daily basis by a very kind smiley face....but its all just smoke and mirrors, and in this cause serious amounts of smoke.



The Haze stops you from seeing the horizon, it stops you from seeing that tall being building that was there yesterday only 500m away, it reduces visibility like thick sea fog but smell of acrid peat carbon. The Haze makes you feel terrible and finds its way through car aircon units and your own home aircon units it is full of dangerous levels of carbon dioxide and Methane and you can taste it in your throat if out too long, you can feel it stinging your eyes and making you feel slightly light headed and dizzy, and we are not even in the worst area, some places have yellow air, it looks yellow, some cities in Indonesia have been evacuated. The Haze stops in its track all outdoor activities, its stops you keeping fit because to breath heavy would not be a good idea, it stops you swimming as again your breathing heavy, its stops everything enjoyable to me and traps you in your home.

No one told us about this at interview, no one explained how bad it could get, no one mentioned it at all fuckers...!!



The school is trying not to close but the government being hopelessly incompetent, changes its policy daily as to what to tell the schools and its people of whom some are dying, some days they close it but ask the teachers to go in, they have to date not provided face masks or oxygen in rooms in case of issues with asthma etc.

All en sundry is shouting the same story its never this bad it wasn't like this last year it lasted a week or two but this year oh yeh its bad it sounds like a yearly BS call as if orchestrated for all the newbies coming hoping they just accept it least for another year. I would say that all employees that work here and experience this haze leave because of it but they are requested not to tell it as the reason for there departure, so they make up some waffle as they depart as if it was never the country the haze or the school that made them leave its must have been some external issue that forced them away from this innocent beautiful country of lies and deceit.



You can tell I am pretty pissed off eh, and so would you be if you could see it and live in it. we are only 8 weeks in to the contract and we are already talking about leaving and looking elsewhere for opportunities.

What are the positives, well not many except I know a few people I do trust who would have no reason or motive to lie to us and they swear blind that it was never this bad before in previous years, these peeps have been here for about 4 years and are not linked to the school. This is good news I suppose.

Malaysia is a country of stunning beauty but is being destroyed by its own greedy stupid and innocently uneducated stupid but lovely people. Our challenge is to find the nuggets of beauty before it all gets wrecked and leave for a more sanitised kind of paradise should that exist.

Driving in Malaysia....and motor bikes!!!!

Driving, well if you can call it that, has lets say a rustic natural law feel to it, you can do what ever you like it seems, as long as you don't crash into somebody else doing what ever they want to do....this although sounds terrifying actually works, basically because of the very painful price of cars for rich foreigners or poor locals no-one can afford to crash, so car prices alone may dictate driver awareness and safety.

In a weird sense not having many laws and (revenue collectors - police around) mean that a kind of natural unwritten law seems to work for most of the time as well as the fact that most roads are on a grid system, so your normally just going straight until you need to turn, there are roundabouts but not very many and no one knows how to use the bloody things anyway....Lanes well yes like roundabouts they do have them but are utterly disrespected and ignored by most, and most of the markings are fading, come night time you just stay in the middle as they have NO PATHS and big drains along the side to fall into.

More on lanes....as there are so many, you can enter roads that have 3/4/5 lanes, and you'll be cruising along nicely and suddenly your fucking lane disappears (this could a left lane or right lane) causing you to make a dodgy swing into the traffic on your right or left....or on another occasion you'll be going along and someone will join the road to your right, very un common in the UK and they may also join you from the left.....mirror, signal manoeuvre albeit lost on the locals here is your life saver at times.

Luckily though most not all but most cars are automatic, which gives the traffic a slow meandering feel, it just flows like a small twig in water going down a relaxed stream, it is rare although possible to see cars racing and reving and beeping, its too bloody hot everyone is just chilling at lower speeds, lower than in the UK and so we all just roll along peacefully and slowly, even when someone makes a blinder of a move across 3 lanes of rush hour traffic...peeps just wait and carry on...no stress at all.

Motorbikes...scooters....!!!!! fercking nutters all of them, although I have to say here we are trying to get one off a local at the moment, these bikes do race, all the time at every possible opportunity and at every light stop, they all pile in front of the cars at lights and go early, sometimes too early. they can be seen weaving in and out of traffic, they can be seen jumping red lights as they know the light pattern and lane movements in advance, they can be driven by 10 year olds with younger siblings on the back seat, babies can be seen in between riders legs, youngsters can be seen holding on the handle bars whilst daddy or mummy drives, this can also be very common in the cars as well. It is fascinating to see and I cant wait to join them in the race off the lights....brum brum...

Some bikes riders are carrying way too much stuff and on occasion bail on the side of the road, and you see them trying to upright there stock as well there bike, its a sad sight for sure, some have their whole stall attached somehow to the sides and with the days stock to sell search for a space where they can cook for passers by.

Motorbike riders dont wear leathers, they wear flip flops and shorts and t shirts, bless them I have to admit they do now wear helmets but apparently this is a new trend, they carry gas canisters on the fuel tank as they ride, tie bags of tea or Kopi 'o' on their handle bars and have a slurp at the lights, they have really cool helmets with massive mirrored sun visors which cover there whole face (I want one of these).

Most of these scooters and bikes are old Hondas from back in the day and most are 70cc, or 90cc, and peeps with some more money buy the 125cc ones. they cruise at about 50mph and they cost 2nd hand between MR1600 - 3000, they cost MR7 to fill the tank that's 78p to you and me, and the toll roads are free to bikes and they DO drive them along the motorway, they also drive the wrong way up the side of the road your on to save themselves the huge hassle of having to carry on up the road to find the correct junction further away and no one seems to mind this, even me come to think of it?...and last but not least ..... I WANT ONE......ha ha ha..

pictures soon, you have to see it to believe it, and all of this is going on amoungst lorries, trucks buses and cars....brilliant.

Our home...how different is it compared to the UK?......

The place we live in is called Meru Golf and country Club, Ipoh. It is essentially a golf course or two to be exact nestled in against the edge of the jungle on one side of the valley that is Perak in Malaysia. the official website is here - www.meruvalley.com.

In between the holes on the course they have homes of various styles and sizes, that includes condos and apartment blocks and they are even building more, you can also buy a plot of land on the edge of a fairway and build your own house as many millionaires do (there's not many plots left). The cost of the unit we are in is about 400,000 MR to buy new, that works out at about £60,000. But as a foreigner your not allowed to buy anything under 1,000,000 MR (£150,000) the reason for this is up for discussion and for another day but they have their reasons I guess.

Our rent for a 2nd floor 3 bedroom, 3 bathroom, front and back balcony's (in a 4 floor low density block) Is 2000 MR which is £300 per month, bills are about 200MR per month for electric (£30) that's due to the Aircon how much you use this is crucial to your bill, we hardly have ours on unless its a really sticky in the afternoon or before bed briefly. water bills are nothing basically and you dont have a heating bill....if your cold you just wander outside, that sorts you out immediately....

Balcony view over looking tee shot on the 18th hole

Basic Kitchen but unusual for MY we get an oven (un-yet used) its boiling...

Lounge and dinning area. left balcony and patio doors to the right enclosed music room. 

Dining area.

Front door area we have plants and a table and chair here.

So that's what you get for your money, now if you choose to live outside of a guarded protected monitored gated community then you will pay for the same size property or even larger about 500MR - 1000MR
( £75 - 100) per month, but they claim you would be targeted and robbed being white and having an assumed better salary, whether this is actually true is up for debate, but since being here a penthouse suite in our actual precinct was robbed so I guess it happens, but its normally an inside job as the guards are in on it. Our gaurd, yes we have one sits in his little guard house just down form our condo, so its unlikely well get robbed as he sits there all day and night.

For that rental money we get our stairs cleaned and moped and also all the grass is cut and all the greenery is trimmed with the precinct everyday, so yes i can say with absolute certainty that we all in this precinct anyway have perfectly trimmed bushes. There are no other payments no rates as it were, no council tax at all (the landlord pays those not us). Also we have a swimming pool, although I do have access to two pools one of them is never frequented and so is all mine, the best pool however is at the club a short walk away.

The pictures above are very sanitised and show the apartment as it came when we signed our lives away, but since our crate has arrived from the UK which it did in good time and in perfect condition we have decorated the flat and it looks much more homely and well its us but in Malaysia, we took a lot of pictures from the UK, don't ask why but in retrospect they are the things that are making it look so nice as well as the throws and rugs etc. I even have the hammock set up on the balcony....lush.

Malaysian Internet.....!!! At last.....

My last post was in August, and this is the first post since because things in Malaysia happen very slowly indeed, and it has taken 5 weeks to get online over here. Just for the record we have gone with Unifi (TM) and it costs out here for unlimited internet a land line phone and a small TV package (No English channels) 210MR a month, which equates to £31 a month so very much a UK price.

The issue is that in the last 5 weeks a lot has happen we have experienced a great deal and to play catch could be a timely process, where do I start...where do I start.....mmmmmm

The Streets when out and about....

 The streets look scummy at first glance due to the deep and unmanaged drainage system, it just looks dirty and full of disease etc, and god knows what creatures and bugs may be lurking in there, these are are 2 ft wide 5 ft deep street drains to cope with rain water run off. Behind all the streets where the real people and restaurant owners throw their rubbish out and clean their equipment and store all kinds of junk, the back yards essentially are filthy, they look terrible and make you wonder what it is you’re eating at the front when the back looks so bad. Some areas where hawker stalls are about you really do wonder if you will survive eating there. But I have not been ill yet. Maybe we have been too sanitized in the UK to the point of ridicule. When I worked as a chef years ago food hygiene was very important and rules dictated what and how you did things to make sure you kept your customers safe and well. But this is the weird thing, these hawker stalls would be unfrequented if anyone got ill and the rumour got out, they’d go bust, one of the rules I always stick to anywhere in the world is if it’s busy its probably ok and this seems to have worked out here to date.

As the night gets busy at Hawker stall areas they just pile up the plastic plates, cups etc and all of the food scrapings just get dumped on the street, in massive piles just a few yards away from tables. It is very hard to say to your British safe self that it’s ok, the food will be fine, it is after all a third world country that wants to be a first world one, but it has a long way to go – fix the sanitation and drainage and we’ll talk…But as said not been ill yet, so maybe we are over the top in the UK. But it does test your trust to be fair esp i this heat and humidity. 

I went to an Indian place once; open air no Aircon, asked the boy how to order, he gave me some chicken so and so and some rice and put some sauce on it for me and sat me down on the bench, I jumped in as I was starving and my first shock was that the meat is always on the bone, its not a nice chicken fillet from ASDA diced perfectly for you, when they cut a chicken up here they just lay the chicken down and hack the crap out of it just breaking it into smaller pieces, and sell every part of it and I mean every part of it, we’ve been to markets and watched them do it. So when they cook it they just cook it as it came…on the bone.

I looked around me at everyone staring at me and noticed they were all using their hands and so I did, this made it easier to get the meat off the bone but got me covered in curry sauce and I was wearing a white shirt too, the serviettes they give you run at the first sight of water and wimper and give up post first wipe…I needed a shower after that meal or a whole roll of kitchen roll may of sufficed… Eating with your hands is vey much a natural thing to be honest and I rather liked it very manly really. It was tasty so when finished I did my best with the water fearing serviettes  and went to pay, the guy would not take my now red dyed money from my now red dyed fingers and directed me to the next stage of the process the open air sink across the road to wash my hands before I paid, this sink was on the other side of the street…across from the restaurant? … after a washing and being grateful for it ( a shower would have been better if honest) I returned to pay 9MR (£1.40) for rice meat sauce and a drink (coke) … not bad…I ask to use the toilet but that’s another story….for another day......

The night markets for food are a boon and so much fun, and its where you meet the real people of Malaysia and get the best deals and can haggle and talk with them all, they are very curious of us, it is only the young who are less so, you get a lot of smiles and when your near people they start talking in English as if to show off that they can speak it, its cute and most peeps are very friendly, smiles abound and everyone tries to explain things to you when your asking questions. The markets are full of life and colour and crazy in a sense, I have a fold up plastic plate I carry with me so I can try food on the hoof...I also carry my own fork...

Rich and Poor side by side. 

There are of course millionaires here lots of them made obvious by the homes on show, we live in a very wealthy area a quick 1 minute drive up the gated and secure park we live in and I am outside millionaires homes, of which are under guard 24 hours and managed by a team of maids when they are not in residence, a million miles away from the back streets of down town and old town (which has more life and character to be fair).

But here’s the thing the diversity and clear as crystal split between the have’s and have not’s is stunning, go down nearly any street and they can be found rubbing shoulder with each other next door literally….making it all constantly interesting.

There are housing estates that to me look like modern futuristic coronation street type streets, these new housing projects look clinical and cold and the houses are huge too huge to be honest, they have been thrown up and look at first glance really swish, but stop and take a little more time over the viewing and you start to see the poor workmanship and finishing and you start to wonder. And devoid of greenery they look terrible In contrast to older buildings surrounded by jungle greenery.

The streets really are where its at as always I guess, so much life is going on it is a head spin sometimes and you have to just simply stop and take stock, let it in, let it wash it over you like a wave, trying to compare it to the UK will ruin your experience, its simply not home, but then home was getting rather boring wasn’t it.

Shop houses as they are called, are rows and rows of small units a few quirky things I have noticed is that most not all but most have buzzers, you have to be let in, you cant just walk in. They are very security wary, also this means that prior to going in you try to stare into the premises through the glass because your curious and nosey and want a look before walking in, but the glass is more often than not tinted due to the sun here and so you don’t see much if anything, but when you get inside you realise how much of a twat you looked staring in over someone’s dinner party right by the window, and they could see you squinting in….not looking your best. I now just walk in after buzzing.

From the outside a lot of these units are shabby and left un cared for, but when you walk in some of them, are like boom…swish contemporary modernity awaits, fitted out really nicely it takes you back for a moment as you expect them all to be shabby…but no and some of the malls are excellent very modern indeed and very airy as its so hot.

To sum up the streets is hard, but they are fascinating places full of life and contradictions but demand your attention and have a romantic old worldly feel to them, I hope they never change. 

Chinese Therapeutic Massage....

Its been a tough call getting out here in one sane peace and underneath our Hotel there is a 'Healing hands' establishments, a big place open until 4am...4am eh...I wondered if they had any special finish packages but as I was with other half I could not ask!!.

Its cheap though for one hour massage and it was a full hour, it cost 68MR (£10.40) one hour for £10....think about that.

Now this young pretty thing came through and I thought this will be painless, she cant hurt me...boo hoo..., she could not speak proper English and so around we went into what seemed to be a large hall but all sectioned of with loads of massage beds all with there own curtains that fully enclosed them. She then asked me to put on some shorts? so I did, Stephanie was in the cubicle next to me and they gave her a long skirt the mistake she made was wearing it like a long skirt leaving her tits out, this made the girls giggle because it was supposed to go over her tits not hang off her hips!!!!!. ha ha...

I should have also noticed the bars on the roof but it was a bit dark and I was excited wasn't I, but those bars were to mean pain later on.

I laid down as requested and she started - the massage type was classic Chinese therapeutic massage, not swiss or anything Scandinavian which is relaxing and oily.....oh no this is ''you wan me to break back ok'' style.....They use there elbows and knees and heels and knuckles to get to your knots....and their weight when walking on you

Every time I groaned she giggled it was very painful in a refreshing kind of way..mmm on second thoughts that could be a lie, the memory is too hard to bring back, then she stood on me back holding onto to those bloody bars on the roof and walked all over me jumping and cracking my back back into alignment. sigh...

After that she did something a little bit horny, she laid across me and sat her buttocks on mine and rolled about using her arse as a massage device?? she was dressed of course it was only 8pm...interesting to say the least. so after a bit of laying on me and wobbling, she whacked my back a few times more and wandered off and got some bloody hot towels and draped them over me.....they were very hot indeed.

then it was over and she very kindly offered me another hour, a beaten man I politely said no thanks and crawled off to the loo to lick me wounds.

After a cold cup of tea, we left....fumy though I tipped her..I must be a masochist, maybe just maybe I liked it.

We have arrived in Malaysia......

We have arrived after a lush and very long but very posh flight, I loved Air Ethiad they were superb, we had a transfer in the middle and we had to run for that in Abu Dhabi and when they opened the door on to the tarmac as we had to walk on this 2nd plane to KL I had an immediate moist moment (I wish that happened more often to be honest but at my age...) the heat was sigh...intense for sure and a sign of what's to come and it was 2am -  it was 33c (90% Hum).

When we arrived we were greeted by the very casual Tenby school group but they were fantastic, sorted us all out and got us on the little mini bus to get us all to our hotel, we were to honest shattered by this point and I just wanted me bed, as i walked outside booom another moist moment and we hit real Malay air, got into the mini bus and I have never seen air con be switched on so quick. Off we went to our Hotel. the drive to our Hotel offered up the chance to see Malaysia close up and it is very lush very green and very beautiful even from the side of the motorway you can get a feel for the place, yes slightly backward in some ways but so beautiful its easily forgiven. the shaped trees and shrubs and flowers along the central reservation all add to this greenery that I adore so much, 

Malaysian Hotels are very opulent in a cheesy kind of Haven Holidays way, except Haven would never have marble in its reception. The staff are very attentive to the point of being odd to a independent person like me, they open doors for you, sort of waft you in with their arm, beaming with smiles...it feels nice, engineered slightly. 

The room was nice and we settled well, the evening saw a rather shocking moment as we were all having dinner and someone (a new teacher) collapsed and had a fit a seizure if you like but the noise she made was very scary, this immediately ended all speeches and the night was curtailed, suffice to say she was ok in the end I never ate what she was eating and we all went out to get lashed. 

They serve your beer in these, they can use glasses but we had these beers towers. they are 3 litres, go down very quick and don't last as long as you'd like, cost in this KL bar $115(MR) in £'s that's about £21 each, we had about 4, mind you there were a lot of us. Things is we were taken out by the Heads of the school, who'd we only just met, and it was all on the school credit card, and these didn't seem to be the best people to get pissed in front of as ya know your trying to impress.....in the end though they were more pissed than us, so it was all on. great fun, great fun great people.  

The next day was not a good one as I was jet lagged and still pissed with a hangover....I hope I never learn. today was the day were travelling to Ipoh a 3 hour journey north in the most uncomfortable mini van I have ever seen, which needs a serious chiropractor session to recover from in a downpour that was brought forth by no one  but God himself...the roads were flooding and scooters were struggling to stay afloat in some parts of the road where the water was gathering...incredible but brief, lasted about an hour then....poof gone sunshine. 

Man I need a pee on that bus but had to wait too long before they stopped for me, our new head teacher teasing all the way...But then IPOH appeared we drove in the the Hotel which was right next to the main road so even to this day we haven't actually been into the centre yet, as we are still in the Hotel, the MH hotel and her she is. 

We are in the 12 floor, and this offers these views from our room..................

On the top floor they have the restaurant, an all sides are open for view and it is the only hotel at the height it and so these views are the same all the way around the building the mountains surge upwards as you chow down on breakie. Its good because you can watch the thunder storms come and go and you can gauge and get to see all of area from your raised position a good hotel for us to stay in, albeit basic. The staff I have to say are as before they open the doors for you whether its the front door or the car door or any other door, they open it and welcome you in.  

we are in this Hotel until we find somewhere to live (2 weeks max)  we have found somewhere to live but to get it ready and have the Aircon checked and cleaned it will take until next Saturday to move in and sort the contract out. It is a Condo on Meru Valley Golf resort. have a look below. 

Anyone for golf.....when were in we will post indoor pictures but suffice to say some things take time over here...to hot to rush, the Spanish slower pace of life is over here its just too hot. 

Lastly for this blog some things that are strange about Malaysia in our first week. 

• Every toilet is a wet room and in every toilet every cubicle is lower wet room, but there is a tiny drop at the entrance of both, and you always catch your ferking foot on it arrghhhh.....
• All the number two toilets have no loo roll but they have a hose, now these are for Muslims not us westerners, but when they use them they soak the whole room the seat and everything, so we/us/me cant sit on it because its soaked and your shorts drop into the water on the floor and your bag hasn't got anywhere to go except on a wet floor, so we will always be shitting at home nuff said. 
• cars are all automatics (mine is) no one drives a geared car they are all to lazy apparently (from a Malaysian) so this means that all roads are very safe because no one is flying around as the uptake on Autos is painfully slow so driving is such a breeze over here, just pick a lane or stay in between two no one really minds as were all crawling at 20mph anyway. 
• They all open doors for you.....they all smile (very rare in UK). 
• Birds fly around inside the supermarkets no one minds they seem to hang out in the cereal isle. 
• Monkeys will steal stuff you leave outside. 
• Chinese people don't like to get brown, they regard there own kind as being brown as farm folk poor folk and women who are brown will be ignored by wealthy Chinese men, so when they play golf even in this heat they have long sleeves on their arms and long stockings on their legs so as to make sure they do not get a tan and even whitening products do very well here amongst the Chinese. I intend to buck the trend, no Chinese lady will go near me with the tan I've got planned. 

Lastly weather....well its hot but it does change depending on the prevailing weather patterns, when it rains it cools slightly when windy it takes the edge of it but there is no getting away form the fact that it is bloody hot in a kind of er dangerous way...ha ha

you can walk around in it and get a few miles in but then you will need to seek some sort of escape whether it be simply shade or Aircon, I tried to drive with the window open and no air con on in the car assuming the breeze would cool me but no I was sweating aggressively within 10 minutes. It is a nice heat but just more than im used too, in time I will be fine,but if your coming out to see us....phew...the other issue is the Aircon in some places is too aggressive and you freeze, so its a kind of in and out lifestyle, which I dont mind because the shop houses and local curiousities draw you in as you wander anyway. 

Thats all for now feel free to ask should you want to know more. xx

Thank you....so much....we are indebted.

So many people are being so kind as we depart offering us lifts, trips out , meals and well just plain human kindness even people we don't even know from abroad are all helping to make our transition abroad a little easier even friends on Facebook are all helping with the odd comment of support. I would like to name some of them.

Lachie, Mei & Kaylee

Thank you  so much for giving us so much of your time and offering so much good advice, not sure where we would be with out you if honest. And see you soon.

Tracy and Steve

Thank you so much for your time and love and helping in securing renters at a late stage and also your days out in the countryside never to be forgotten if honest, your time and friendship and kindness have been so heart felt by us and we are very grateful to have even met you both and become friends. x

Tezlivin and family

Thank you Tez for your friendship and support I will miss you dearly old friend, you have inspired me in many ways as an older man should I guess, I do hope you come out and visit and play more guitar, thank you so much for your invites to venues and making me play and letting me be on your CD which is still played in the car to this day. Really Thank you and I hope you come on out to see us. x

Malcolm and Ida 

Thank you Malcolm for letting us into your lives and letting me teach you the guitar (heh heh) ...and letting me play some gigs at the H&G alongside you, much like Tez I leave having been inspired by you to make something of my musical ramblings and hope to carry it all on in Malaysia, with thanks to you. I also expect to see you in Malaysia at some point in the future I really hope you make it out. I also expect to see an album in the not to distant future (no pressure then) ...oh I have found the trowels. xx

Rich Chip, Arete and family

Rich thanks for your buying my board and helping out, and Thank you for making that call that you did before departing for you holiday to say goodbye, means more than you may imagine my old friend, we lost touch way back when, hope we stay in touch and you visit SEA in the future and use our place as a base you'd be so welcome, stay in touch and don't be a stranger. Thanks.

Horse and Groom Pub Posse

They probably wont read this, but the lads down the H&G have been all so kind to me and I will miss them all dearly, there are some strange goings on and weird people down in that dungeon of a pub a social oddity for sure but it was the birth place of my open mic nights and so it has status and a place for me, the music on some nights was amazing and on others a curiosity, but this is where the magic is this is where real people are, wonderful people. Lastly Thanks to Andy and Nick who run it, always kind to me and of course it was the first venue I ever played (badly too) so to all at the Groom. Thanks.

Pat and Jeff

Thank you both for being friends whilst here in the Close you have always been there for us in so many ways even now at the end you are making sure our adventure goes without any problems in lending us your stuff, kindness defined is how I feel about you both. Jeff, I will miss you dearly, as I am sure you well know. Thanks for everything. xx

Ray and Val and immediate family

Thank you for supporting your daughters dream of travel and work and for trusting me in taking care of her whilst away, you have been very sure to send out the message that Stephanie should do this and she feels that with he backing of her parents it makes it so much easier to take on the challenge, now all you have to do is learn how to use Skype, because she will need you when out there she will need to see your faces from time to time, its a small effort with great rewards. So Thank you for the support. xx

Sarah and Scott

Thank you so much for supporting us and Stephanie through this new chapter and for lending us stuff and buying a car as yet not used and being great support, you have a wonderful new home and it was a delight helping you move in, we really want you to come out and see us so please look after yourselves and take care, we will miss you dearly until next time. xx