The dutch came over...

Afternoon!

I realised that I had forgotten to update my Blog with pictures from my birthday. My dad, my brother Hans and his son Wessel came over. They didn't come over the way normal people would do it, like, go by boat or plane... No, they came over on the motorcycle. Hans on his speedy Gonzales jap machine and my dad on his chopper and Wessel on the back with him.

This is my dad enjoying one of many beers just after they arrived...

Hans doing the same...

The bikes parked up on my drive...

Wessel pretending to drink a beer... Sorry mate, your dad didn't allow me to give you a beer...

Wessel with the smart solution to eyes watering because of smoke of the bar-b-q... Goggles!

My dog Jay thought that was a good idea so he wore them too! Stoopid mutt!

My wife, still the most beautiful woman on the planet...

So we had an ace of a weekend. The visit was short as they arrived on saturday afternoon and had to leave again on sunday morning to catch the 2 pm train under the channel. Still we managed to drink whatever booze I had in the house and a good time was had by all!!

Cheerio,

Alex.