julienpaul:
he might look smug but really he is just very tired
julienpaul:
the keep and the great hall
julienpaul:
we found josh in the great hall
julienpaul:
archways, archways, iain
julienpaul:
glorious kenilworth
julienpaul:
looks promising
julienpaul:
iain wonders whether he can take us through
julienpaul:
the poor caged freitag
julienpaul:
so tired
julienpaul:
he thought he was alone in the fields...
julienpaul:
josh asks the windmill the meaning of life
julienpaul:
josh gazing, iain lazing
julienpaul:
the road to the windmill
julienpaul:
a windmill on the way to the freeway
julienpaul:
cheese, chorizo, pringles, red wine and the bible
julienpaul:
josh had just done a Paul Keating.
julienpaul:
the peacock running for its life.
julienpaul:
get away from the hag, josh
julienpaul:
carravagio meets british wax makers
julienpaul:
the wedding by the broken bridge
julienpaul:
sexy crenelations
julienpaul:
we could so hold this fort
julienpaul:
twenty-one pounds and a few wax dolls later
julienpaul:
iain and josh contemplating tourist traps
julienpaul:
what cider should I drink?
julienpaul:
we came back to the town and nothing was left
julienpaul:
one of our team members just disappeared..
julienpaul:
they said this was a national park..
julienpaul:
it was just me, the tree and my silly tshirt
julienpaul:
horses in the trees...
