It's that time again

If its January, then its time to pack the laying hens and ducks off to their temporary homes, dust off the Samsonite and dig out the swimmers*.
Each year we try to reduce the amount of stuff that we take on our trip - reckon that we could get away with hand baggage only this year if it wasn't for the security restrictions on liquids etc. It seems that Linda's lotions and unguents only come in industrial size packages which exceed the 100ml max allowance.
We depart from Shannon on Wednesday with a connection in London for Singapore (where it all began!) and a few nights with Jinty and Debs. Hope to catch up with Susan and Rupert while we are there and there are a few old favourites on the list:- Champagne brunch, Chilli Crabs, Hainanese Chicken Rice, the Botanic Gardens and perhaps a bottle or two of Anchor beer.
From there we head on to Fremantle and a joint Burn's Night / Australia Day celebration with Kirsty followed by a little gentle sightseeing, a winery or two on Margaret River and some great white shark dodging on the WA beaches.
Then we head north for a couple of weeks island-hopping on the Andaman Sea coast of Thailand - snorkelling, kayaking and laying in the shade with a cool Singha beer.
So - watch this space - while we hope that the journey will be peaceful and uneventful, there are bound to be some stories to tell!!

* swimmers - as usual ( it happens every year) I dug out my speedos and tried to hide them in the bag - but Linda's eagle eye spotted them and substituted the surf shorts instead - probably for the best - would be embarrassing to be arrested for indecent exposure.