Stopping in Healesville on the drive up to grab Dave some headache drugs, some crazy bitch with a van backed into my mums car (I sold my car), then proceeded to excuse herself from blame by saying ‘she’d had a bad day’. Sure, that worked for Hitler too…

One good thing about arriving late…rocking up fully prepared campsite – brilliant! One major difference this time round was the addition of a 6 burner bbq…slightly overboard perhaps, but good nonetheless.

After a couple of drinks, Dave decided he and I had to fight…He still can’t recall me choking him till he passed out