Back in KL, back to work. It's all gone bonkers, what has happened to the peace and serenity of being on an island? Have I gone a bit mad? Perhaps so.

Yesterday myself and Vanessa came back to town, to continue with our gainful employment. Now the 8 days of relaxation have given way to the frenetic strains of city living. We had a lovely old time back on Perhentian Kecil, spending our time diving, eatin, laying around, diving and, erm, eating. Did I mention diving?

Craig and Vanessa both took their PADI Open Water courses, and are now quite competant divers. Vanessa is much better at the theory than me, so that means she can plan the dives and work out our residual nitrogen levels from now on, which is nice cos I always get a bit confused.

And here they both are playing with a lump of gelatinou sea goo. The guy in the middle is Will Brown, with whom I made friends with last year on the same island. He was Dive Master there last-time with his wife Mel. They both went back home to the UK for a while and fortuitously came to be Instructors this year. It was brilliant to see them both again, and we resumed where we left off - by sitting in the dive shop getting talking about fish, going into the sea to get wet and blow bubbles, then sitting in the dive shop drinking beers all night.

All very civilised if you ask me.

Who would want to partake in the everyday rigours of normal life, when you can bob around in an ultra surreal world of sharks, coral, parrotfish and turtles all day, then get lashed with your mates in the night. Would you? Not I.

Here is Vanessa being attacked by a strange crab with thin black arms. Oh my god, get you probey thing out of her mouth!!

and some random weirdo we found along the way. I didn't realise they did aqualungs for palsey victims, but apparently cabbage diving is quite common.

I was quite pleased with my first lot of underwater photos ever. Now I just need to justify the cost of buying my own camera with underwater case. It's proper amazing taking pictures underwater, it's just a bit of a bugger that most of the creatures are camerashy. They don't tend to stick around long enough for you to line up a nice shot.

Oh and I found Nemo, he was just behind a rock.

Off to an island today, we're just sorting the last bits and bobs out now. Last night Vanessa did a gig with the drum circle, myself and Craig went along. Sadly when we got there it was happy hour on jugs of Tiger. Such a shame that was. Now my head hurts a lot.
I've had a lot of fun and crazy times filming this week, yesterday I got to film the chief of police (for Petalling Jaya, the city where I live) in his office inside a very large polcie station, surrounded by pigs on all sides. Waaarrrgh. Ooooh dear, it was all a bit strange, but quite nice. I do get to meet a lot of bizarre old characters over here at the moment.
Oh, I also got a promotion. Now I am the Producer for the company, I just need to do a few more Camera jobs for them as well to help bail them out of the immediate poo-poo.
So there we go, this week has been promotion promotion promotion.
Tres bon.
As they say in Cleethorpes.

Right,we're going diving now, and sunbathing on white sand beaches.
Ha ha

Craigs here, I started my new job and all is bizarre

Things are looking good, I've done the first of the interviews and more coming

up this week. On the weekend the 3 of us are off to tropical islands for a short diving holiday. We went on a long roadtrip today out of the city to a fairly crazy but relaxed rural district (the same place where I did my first filming job here months ago), ate lots of nice food and had a lovely time lying in the rapids at the bottom of a waterfall. I sat in this pool for ages not moving, then next thing I knew loads of baby fish were eating the dead skin from my feet and hands. Cheeky blighters. It was bizarrely fun though, a bit ticklish at time and occasionally the nibble was a bit hard, but I've never been a buffet platter for fish before, it's usually the other way round.

In the photos you will see us enjoying the lovely local dairy speciality of Ice cream sandwiches. Proper, now that's what I call classy.

Yesterday Craig came with me to work, where I did my first day as cameraman. We went off to the rather exclusive Selangor Polo and Equestrian Club (an old colonial offshoot of the Royal Selangor Club) and filmed a wealthy beknighted fella riding round on his steed, before going to his house to do the interview. Then I took Craig on a toe blisteringly long and bafflingly hot walk round KL, stopping to eat as much as possible as often as possible. Man I'd forgotten how good food is over here. Waarrghhghhh, it makes me dribble just thinking about it.

There we go, it's been a funpacked couple of days, but very tiring. Got to go cos I'm up early for work tomorrow.

Love to all

Wowee looks like I got out of the 5th Reich just in time (or Gordon Brown is a wannabe killer, it won't take him long)

So there I am, sitting in a mamak eating a plate of roti cani and feeling quite surreal through the jetlag. I have not long returned to the land of spice and sunshine and am enjoying a lovely breakfast. I turn t0 the world news section of the local paper and what do I see? Bombs in London, and then today a flaming car drives into Glasgow airport. At the risk of sounding like a typical Tim comment, can I just say "I told you so".
Al-quaida my hole. So what do we have in the UK now? A man who proved himself time and again to be a total and utter lying murderous warmongering swine steps down, and not 24 hours after he has been replaced by a non-elected jock scumbag then we have a brand new set of undemocratic procedures bearing down on the British Isles.
Well well well.
So I put a bet down now, within less than 6 months the UK will be at war and blowing the living crap out of another poor backwards raghead nation. It's the way things go when you live a totalitarian system. So there we have it, political rant over, enjoy your defcom 5 or whatever it is. I'm just glad I don't pay taxes to such murdering scum anymore. Al-quaida don't exist. It's all lies.

On a lighter note, I'm having a lovely time back in the folds of an Islamic nation, the weather is fine (if not a bit stifling but I'll get used to it), the food is great, my lovely lady is very happy to have me back (I'm sure that'll change in a few days once the novelty has worn off) and my jetlag has nearly gone. Today has been a bit weird though, because my jetlag took a whole new form I have never experienced. This morning I woke up, felt OK, got out of bed and nearly fell over. I've spent most of the day lay around on the floor because of the odd falling over head swimming thing. I don't quite understand it but hopefully it'll go away tomorrow because Craig arrives and I have to go all the way to the airport, which won't be nice feeling like this.

I went to visit my boss on Friday and he has given me a massive boost of good news. He wants me to be the cameraman on a 13 part crime investigation documentary series (only 5 minuters, but hey) starting ASAP. It's going to be mega, I get to do loads of interviews all over the place, 5 episodes are being filmed in Singapore (so hopefully I'll be able to get a better feeling about the place, cos at the moment it's not up there in my top 100 countries to visit) and it'll look amazing on the old CV. It's a nice feeling coming back and actually getting a bit of respect and trust for my abilities, rather than being belittled, pushed around and generally treated like crap by the Wexford lot for 9 weeks. Oh the lovely Wexford lot, how petty and meaningless their jibes seem now that I'm over here back in a place where I can do my job properly. I look back on these last few months with little else other than contempt and pity for them all in their sad and bitter lives.
Good luck to all, and I'll be back on soon to fill your head with more drivel.

And remember. Gordon Brown is unelected, he doesn't have the voice of the people behind him, he is trying to consolidate his power base by starting trouble and comissioning "terrorist acts" so that the people will all love him for reducing their civil libertys. Dictators do exists. And this is how they begin.

love to all