Caption competition...

Here's me in the Khwai River, Botswana, again. Go on, do your worst... I can take it.

(Too busy to blog anything else just now... have to get the edits on Book 8 finished, so I can, at last, start writing Book 9).

Comments

Crookedpaw said…
My precioussssssss
8:05 PM
Steve said…
Friendly four-wheel-drivers give lift to limbless man hitch-hiking on mudflats.
1:23 AM
ali g said…
Great bidet Darls!
4:12 AM
Trev said…
OK...I know what it looks like but it's not what you think..
4:18 AM
Mom said…
I feel like Humphrey Bogart. Could somebody please dig him up for me?
9:10 AM
dozycow said…
My fishing tackle just got a nibble......
2:59 PM
Les said…
I'm not coming out until you give me my clothes back.
4:25 PM
tonypark said…
Hmmm, not sure, but I think it's Dozy ahead by a nose at the moment...
12:30 AM
Crookedpaw said…
"Are you sure this is where you dropped the keys to the Landrover?"

"Umm ... Sweetheart, you know those favourite shorts of mine ... the ones that were falling apart?"

Typical, isn't it? No-one else around for thousands of kilometres, but the moment you decide to have a skinny dip.
6:26 AM
Tom and Kerrie said…
Oh c'mon, haven't you caught that trout yet?
9:53 PM
Karen Bessey Pease said…
Ooh! Bubbles!
2:31 PM
Karen Bessey Pease said…
Wait a minute... wait for it....
Hah! RIPPLES!
2:32 PM
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