A storm brews on the way back from Bremerhaven (or has one of us just farted?).

Riding out the storm downstairs in the bar.

After hurling 5 pints of vomit between us, nursing sore stomachs and having a very sleepless night we finally arrive back on good old Blighty...he's only been back 5 minutes and he's already checking out the local talent!

A few of Ashwin's many in-car dashboard friends. Mike Tyson and a smoking skeleton are amongst his multitude of hilarious collectors items!