Seriously Dude, Where's Brownie?

Right, I've got a lot to get through, so I'm going to split this up. Firstly, as some of you already know, Brownie has decided to go back to England. As far as I know he arrived safe and sound, although he hasn't let me know yet (hint hint). I know you all may have questions about why he went etc., but please address them to him. Let me say, No, we didn't fall out, Yes I am fine on my own and yes, I am going to miss him (ahhhh).

Anyways, enough of that, here's what happened on our last night. Brownie and I decided to go to the bar dressed in our football shirts (Ashton RIP) and ended up looking so "Brits Abroad" it was ridiculous. Apart from the socks we looked in full kit. We had a good night out and then caught a bus at 4.15am to Brisbane. Brownie stayed in Brisbane and we said our goodbyes and I tootled off on another bus further up the coast. Brownie managed to get a flight home and was home before I could get to Fraser Island, which is coming up.