I am a lazy sod
I am, really, please, do not deluge me with emails saying I am not...And guess what, no update this weekend as I am going away. Cheers to Stacey and Madison for pointing out my errors...tsk. Should I point out now that family members or those underage were not allowed to enter the contest. Well, just since I am a nice guy I will get you each something next time I see you (IN LIKE FOUR MONTHS MAD...AAAAHHHHHAAHAHHAHAA, good luck remembering). Wow, I am a jerk as well as a lazy sod, since she is only...well I am not going to say.
Good news, no boring pics of faraway lands this week, just home grown pics from the Dyker's bachelor party and the Dykers' wedding (SPOT THE DIFFERENCE, I am so clever). Erin, if you are still reading my blog and find anything upsetting...yell at Dyker :)
Now some of these images have been blurred to protect the innocent, but don't worry, I will tell you who everyone is. Crilley, seen here adorning our double bed hotel room...which by the time we all hit the hay had 15ish idiots there to sleep? Crilley was the lucky skunk of the weekend, making over $400 on the blackjack tables. Thankfully for him he lost it all before the weekend was out (We all would have whooped him you see). 
This was a mate of Dykers, whose name I have forgotten. He was...procurring the entertainment for the evening. But alas, it turns out the guy he knew who knew a guy...didn't really know the guy who knew the ladies...tsk Well in this instance we improvised as best we could.
And here is the action shot. I am sorry to say Erin that you are not the only one to have had some Dyker smooching, for Craig can be seen here taknig...liberties...with the groom. Now I will not comment on all the goings on of that evening, Bowles fistfight with the hobo, the 'anchor' incident, Mark's continuing statements that she really was 18...oh no, I will not implicate my mates :) We were rather concerned about Crilley who disappeared to find some 'ladies' during the evening, as we could not find him when we woke the next morning...well, until we looked about. 
It is somewhat depressive that we have all reached the age that we so desire sleep. This is the first time I have seen this pic this large...is he using a towel as a blanket? And those had better not be silk boxers...It was a good weekend all in all, even with the concussion I got just before we left from the parasailing...ask about the story sometime over a pint. I only have a few pics from the wedding, many blurry (Flipping people walking down the aisle). If you want to see nicer ones, go to http://www.thedykers.blogspot.com/ 
Here is Parsons, with his snazzy new digital camera. You can see he is very keen, with the instruction manual out already. Now this is still a point that irks me. Mark was slagging me off for bringing my gameboy with intent to play...and Parsons got to fool around with this thing? tsk. Don't worry Mom and Erin, I never played it, I enjoyed the service.
Oh yes, the ladies were plentiful wahey... sigh. Krista has already befallen to the doom of the Hind...but Ellen...she is still technically free. I mean, throw some climbing gear at Bowles and he will be distracted long enough to move in :)
...and some ladies needed some comfort obviously. That Parsons, he is a rock. You see, under all those muscles, Mark is just a teary eyed whinger...lol Well I have to end with the only good pic I got Adam and Erin, again a crud shot, bloody people, SLOW DOWN.
Tsk...seriously, better pics at the Dykers site, I promise. Well, I have no idea what I will put up next week, maybe pics from Scotland this weekend, or Italy, some great pics there. Who knows, always a kick with Gillis.
Clicking off,
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Now Im not saying that my father and I are big guys, but those who have seen me know the truth...I am a giant. So when we asked Andrew to procure a large minivan style of transport, we get this...advertised as a seven passenger??? Yeah...the last two passengers have to be cut up and stored in the lugguge. So I started a tally, with a target of twenty, to how many sly comments could be made about the car in two days. We hit twenty five :) But still thanks be to Andrew for driving. Now the great thing about having a couple Gillis children together, there are sure to be many jokes to keep everyone entertained. Now my poor mother, not being a Gillis by blood, is not immune to...suffering through these jokes. Now the next pic has a bit of my thumb in it, but the shot is sssooo worth it.
LOL...now I know this is quite poor off me, that the first pic off my mom on the post is so uncompromising but come on...when have you ever seen someone laughing, crying and sneezing before...Needless to say, she was not pleased with my artisitc endeavors.
Ach well, she looks only slightly miffed. Now you can see my father there...not bursting into bouts of laughter...see there is that Gillis control. But to be kind to my mom, I will show the final pic in the sequence, hopefully depicting her good naturedness.
What a good son I am. So we did enjoy a night on Lindisfarne, where if you visit, make sure it is a winter month, as there are apparently 30000 visitors a day in the warmer months, and it is a small island. I did manage to snap a pic there, between chess games, being whomped by my father.
This is the Lindisfarne castle, seen from the ruins of the priory. A VERY important priory historically, but you have to look that up of your own accord to find out why. Now it was nice to visit this island and its history, but I encountered a new...complication in my life. See I have known many a cow patty, even stepped in one once, but man, on this island, there are sheep shit everywhere. And this gunk does not leave your shoes willingly, it is there for the long run. Now I did have a pic of sheep shit to jar you with...but meh...I am not that crass.
Now there are only 23 residents on Holy Island, as it is known, and there was a wedding just before our arrival that finally linked all the residents together...somehow. They are...not exactly fans of mainlanders, as everyone else in the world is known, but there was a quirky sense of humor there as this sign may indicate. Wait, there is another below.
I am really just showing this to not scare anyone away from visiting the island. See they are actually a friendly folk. And I just realised that I have totally diverted from talking about my crazy family...I must be ADD (No...not the math symbol). I think I just wanted an excuse to show my mother looking...happy foolish :)