invictustour

It’s a long and winding story incorporating intrigue, kidnap, lost opportunities, abuse and new friendships. I, Nasser Bin Benstead was kidnapped a week before the tour when I was snatched out of my father Angus’ hands by my grandmother (who I had always considered as my mother) and given to a group of marauding rugby players to toughen me up called the Exiles. I was whisked to the airport in a large scary vehicle which was horrifying, bloody hell you should see the drivers. At Dubai International airport I was put into the hands of an International Bear Trafficking ring and prostituted out to the various members over the following week. Some of them showed me compassion but others gave me the willies….hanging me over balconies, then if that wasn’t scary enough over the side of ... read more

The fair Judge Leaves so Nasser Mandela goes back to Prison So up early for breakfast, farewell to the Judge then off to the Waterfront for a trip to Robben Island. But first....a 10km run snaked its way around the city and needed to be crossed twice. No problem for the boys filtering into the runners and sidestepping back to the pavement on the otherside. We got to the Robben Island museum to ready ourselves for departure but first the safety brief: "This is a life jacket, if the time calls, put eet on." Puck became the Capholder as our guide demonstrated. "If the call comes to abandon ship, you have no choice." "We will come and get you, I maybe late, if so sorry but you have a whistle so blow it and it means ... read more

Cleaning up from Day 4, good to see Forest Bywater and include him our tactical decision making discussions. Required an emergency session of the United Boys Security Council to lobby the Judge for a short notice court session. Fortunately we were able to whip up a lynch mob (jury) at short notice and justice was dispensed. Ricko greedily put on his bikini top to fulfil his long held dream of becoming a Victoria Secret Angel; you saw the pictures yesterday, you be the judge! Photog and Manager took the chance to buy some (so the salesman said) "freshly stolen" sunnys for 50 rand a pop. The salesmen said we'd look like George Clooney and Bruce Willis, some said more like Homer and Kojak but the particularly unkind thought Cagney and Lacey. So onto breakfast all the ... read more

The morning after the night before began with the squawk of the Hadida (an Ibis), how long it will reign as master of the morning remains to be seen. The boys have started to collect an arsenal of slingshots and are plucking (pun intended) up the courage to initiate offensive operations. After an early breakfast Peter our guide for the day met us at 8am to board the bus to go up Table Mountain. The views were simply stunning it would not have been possible to select a better day if you waited a thousand years. Nasser (Nasser) got his picture taken with a lone Dassie and looked set to set-up home until the Ghost snatched him away. Ears looked resplendent in his Bare Essentials swimsuit (Discount available for blog readers, how am I doing Cheryl), ... read more

Hi Everyone We have had some difficulties with the Facebbok Blog - it's just not really set up for blogging! Instead we'll be updating this blog each day. You can either just check back to this address each day - or you can subscribe to this page to receive an email each time we post a new message. On the right hand side of this page there is a subscribe button - you can work the rest out I'm sure. The blog from yesterday - which went really well - will be up in a few hours. We're a bit challenged on the IT front still and have to install some triple redundant servers/high speed data cable or something before we can upload the full blog. We'll post on facebook when its uploaded - or you ... read more