grahambeale:
Rich, the morning after!
grahambeale:
My, my. Its way past my bedtime :-\
grahambeale:
Bad group shot delicately balanced on an ash tray
grahambeale:
The last men standing
grahambeale:
Paul
grahambeale:
Go tiger-scottey-boy
grahambeale:
Ant spills something, but doesn't seem to have noticed
grahambeale:
Ant doing something weird
grahambeale:
No bright lights please - it hurts
grahambeale:
Another pint squire?
grahambeale:
Paul, drinking a guinness
grahambeale:
Me looking tired
grahambeale:
Hug me!
grahambeale:
...and I was very very very drunk
grahambeale:
Robs grown taller in the space of one hour
grahambeale:
Haha...thats very funny. Shoot the bugger
grahambeale:
Hug me!
grahambeale:
Hit me!
grahambeale:
Boof!
grahambeale:
Whats Jim on?
grahambeale:
The headmasters arrived
grahambeale:
Why is rich doing down there :-/
grahambeale:
Mister-shaking-hands-man Chris
grahambeale:
Chris in extreme closeup
grahambeale:
Kiss me Rob
grahambeale:
Rich has been a naughty boy again
grahambeale:
We need more hats
grahambeale:
I have no idea who this guy is...
grahambeale:
Robs beer kitty
grahambeale:
It wasn't me!
