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Published: August 4th 2006
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I wake, sprawled out, tired, where was I last night? - out partying again? I extract myself from the tangle of sarong, pillow and mosquito net that my bed has become during the night. My wooden beach hut, now my home, an upgrade from the shed in the jungle where the mosquitoes won the nightly battle for territory. I open the door look out across the kilometer long beach, through the coconut palms,...
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Cumberland Sausage
Kim Buckley and Richard Baxter
Well it is a small world ...
.. but not quite small enough. I'm sure we could have raised our couply game for one night. Sorry to have missed you. Great pictures, particularly the underwater ones. For the record the rubber o-ring in my camera case got stuck one due to the paint dye during the Holi festival in India - when I came to get it off it stretched, and I had no replacement :-(