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Hey folks,

Sorry for the long delay but since i last wrote i managed to find a job working as a kitchen hand in a really posh hotel in a place called Palm Cove. The work isn't too bad I just have to keep the kitchen tidy for the chefs for 8 hours and i get a gourmet meal cooked for my dinner if its not too busy which is pretty cuchy! I got the job drunk in town watching state of origin 2 when Tim bumped into a mate he hadn't seen for ages, next thing i know is that I've been offered a job and started the following week.

Now for the fun part...

Greer arrived on Saturday the 24th at 5:30am but the idiot told us he got here on the Friday so there we were me and Tim sat at Cairns airport for an hour waiting for him to come through the gates. After giving up we went home and rang his mum who informed us that he got here on the Saturday - TIT!!!! Anyway we made plans to go out that night so i said I'd go because i had to pick Greer up at 5:30am, alas the thought of missing a night of rum was too much so i ended up going out with Tim and his mate and got in at 2am very drunk, 3 hours later i was driving to the airport still a bit tipsy screaming the darkness to myself as i got no radio in my car!

So as daylight broke on the first day I took Greer for a drive round cairns stopping off for MacDonalds brekky and a cool blend latte on the esplanade (pronounced escapade by Greer). Afterwards we went home and played some back yard cricket with Greer for same strange reason having a morbid fear of red back spiders, a curse that still lives with him 3 weeks later and I thought I was bad. That afternoon me and Tim had hockey so we introduced Greer to RUM and left him to get drunk whilst we played in 28 degree heat.

At Brothers Hockey Club we have introduce the "hour of power" which is basically a good old fines meeting just to get some of the guys enjoying hockey a bit more because all they do is turn up, play, then go home, I found this hard to deal with as i thought hockey was an excuse to get together with your mates on a Saturday and socialise.  This is going down well and we're getting more of the boys staying behind after games.

That night we introduced Greer to the Cairns nightlife and let me just say now - this is where the carnage begins. On the last few nights out we've managed to bump into 'ze germans' and having lots of arguments with them, one night we got 4 aussies in McDonalds singing "2 world wars and 1 world cup" it was very funny I guess you just had to be there. I also had a run in with a German at work, I was on my break when a house keeping lass and a waiter started talkin to me and I noticed she had a bit of an accent but didn't click. Anyway the waiter was going on about how there's always towels on the deck chairs early every morning and I said trying to be funny "yeah bet you its the  bloody Germans" to which she glared at me furiously. I turned out she's a German back packer doing the same thing I am - talk about perfect timing.

Oh yeah, Cairns is loving our dance moves, we're ripping it up big style, I've never caused so much trouble in my life before!

Later that week we went to Cairns Tropical Zoo to see some aussie wildlife. This was a very funny trip as Greer managed to get us attacked by a kangaroo, what happened was Greer went to do a porno pose behind one of the kangaroos laid on the floor, anyway the boyfriend of said kangaroo didn't like Greer's intimate actions and quickly made his feelings known, I've never seen Greer run so fast in my life, he beat me over 100 meters and I might just add - IN FLIP FLOPS!!!!

We've also introduced Greer to aussie hockey, in his first game he scored, got sent off, got threatened and had to answer allegations of verbal violence to the Cairns Hockey Association juditary, so off to a good start then! Two weeks have since passed without incident and Greer had played his last game in reserve grade with a grand total of 5 goals. Oh his drag-flicks have gone down well impressing many people with his "skills".

That's about it, when me and Tim work Greer just goes to the lagoon for a swim and a look at the "sights" sunbathing - this is one horney little fella!!!

Yesterday we went fishing out at Palm Cove with some of the brothers boys - Macca, Mini Macca and Pumba.  This was a mint day out, they picked up the tackle and we picked up a carton of VB. Let me just mention now that we have never been fishing before in our lived and caught 3 fish between us, meanwhile the other 3 caught lots. I got a bite after an hour but as i yanked the rod back the fish let go and went flying 20ft through the air and my bait flew over my head and landed some 100ft behind me. Finally after many hours of ceaseless trying we finally caught some little fish, this was a great feeling not to be finally out witted by a mackrel. The guy next to us caught a baby shark and let us play with it after he cut its head off, it felf ever so strange and it was still twitching, we got covered in shark blood and Greer isn't going to wash his North Notts shirt so the first game back he's going to be playing with shark blood on his shirt to show he means business!

Tonight is Tim's Dirty 30th Porn Star Pub Crawl which basically means we're going out with white shirts with your porn star name written on them. Your porn star name is the name of your first pet and the name of your first street. Mine is Barron Haycroft, Greers is Tigger Dundee and Tims is Mamma Puss Ascott!

Laters all

Taggie & Greer