LIVERPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLL.

It wouldn't be a trip to Liverpool, without a photo with a Lambanana.

LFC - "You'll never eat alone" Awesome.

Home of the Beatles.

The Cavern Wall of fame.

Scousers don't like kiddy fiddlers.


RIP John. 3o years ago.

Wilko by the Mersey.

MEETING BABY ALEX (AND GARETH AND DOROTA).

The winter is still in full flow, so this homeless

guy helped scrape the ice of our spanking new hire car.

And off to Manchester we went.

This is the quietest Alex was all day.

This is the only time Claire put him down.

Ahh Mummy and Daddy and Auntie Claire.

CLAIRE'S FIRST VISIT TO THE ASHES. (OUR WEDDING VENUE).

Claire's first visit to the Ashes. Less than a month unti

l "I do" It's lucky she liked it. In fact there was even tears (of joy).

See you soon.

Getting the licence.

An 11am meeting at Birkenhead town hall, for our wedding licence interview.

We passed although Claire forgot my date of birth.

Now it "Hangs on the Wall" for 16 days. Gulp. I hope anyone hasn't got a problem with us getting married.

THE ARSENAL.

Yep back in the country for less than a week and I blagged a ticket to the Emirates.

We were playing Fulham and we won 2-1. Top of the league.

A WALK WITH MY MUM.

We went to her club for a swim and a spa, but the

45 minute walk there and back was more fun than

the visit to the club.

RUBY WITH DA BOYZ.

Call it a belated birthday together or just a man from

Sydney needing a Curry, either way it was awesome

seeing the boys again. Nothing changes.

LET IT SNOW LET IT SNOW LET IT SNOW.

So we're back. And I was going to go up to London meet the boys for a curry.

Unfortunately mother nature had another idea.

After an hour of waiting I finally got on a train.

It was worth it.

BEN'S 35TH BIRTHDAY. BACK IN THE UK.

We landed at 5.30am and after a trip across London to Marc's (and standing outside for 20 minute banging on the door) we finally got in, showered and changed.

Then we went off to the Southbank to have lunch with my parents.

BEN'S D5 WEDDING LUNCH.

I went out for lunch before I left. It was great having so many people out and they gave Claire and I a great wedding gift of a meal at Otto's I can't wait to cash that in.

CLAIRE'S LITTLE WORK BBQ.

I was working late, but it didn't stop Claire and the Jungleboys (and girls) enjoying a BBQ down at the water. Ahhhhh.

MY MO..... LET IT GROW, LET IT GROW, LET IT GROW.

Only 12 days left and I'm well off my target.

If you're reading this take pity on my mo,

and sponsor some dough.

TO DONATE CLICK HERE.

MOVEMBER.

Yep it's day 10 of Movember and this is as far as i've got.

I'm scared of leaning out of the car window incase if blows off.

Anyway 20 more days to go. And $1000 is my goal.

So please get donating........ CLICK HERE.

More on my Mo to come.

NEIL & SONIA'S WEDDING. NOV 5TH

Yep it was raining. But they weren't

going to let it spoil the day.

The first dance -who are those beautiful people

in the background. Oh it us.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The beauty of 70's domestic violence.

Yes I'm in the same suit - but Claire is in her

newly repaired dress.

Love G's bow tie - who would have guessed that

jacket was made out of tracksuit material.

MR & MRS SMITH.

On the 22nd of October 2010 Smithy and Flic got married.

I had the honour of being the driver for the day. (I even got a hat).

It was a beautiful day, starting at a little church in Manly.

(It wasn't the set of a 70's horror film - honest.)

Ahh the family shot.

All da boys were there.

Ahh the blushing bride.

I dot a burnt head. (Factor 30 Ben - you live in Sydney).

And AJ does exist. - I believe you now Nige.

Nice look Omid.

Don't start a fight.

No I won't give you a life to the reception.

Come on we've got photos on the beach to take.

There we go.

Food time.

Claire so hungry she can eat her own hand.

That's Trent behind the visual effect.

Claire on the cake.

Outside as the sun sets.

Meanwhile the happy couple are singing.

Miss WIlkinson loves it.

The singing continues.

The best man (Chris) busting some moves.

The father of the bride (Ray) on the pull.

And then at mid night it was all over.

And the tears from Chris and Lucy

(Smiffy's parents) rolled.

Not long now until our big day.

I hope my speech is as half as good as Smiffy's.