Traveling Spike in Australia

Upon arrival, our little mate looked a little the worse for ware, and decided to recline in place for a time. TS noted that at least this time he'd been sent in something vaguely resembling a coffin! "Beats a bloody bag any time!"











Later that night, after a refreshing nap, TS decided he'd give me a hand making table place cards for the local RAAF Accociation (Royal Australian Air Force). At first he contened himself with rounding the corners for me, but upon discovering the gillotenine, proceded to discribe some of his more macabre adventures for our, er, amusement. "Seen a few of these used in my time - just as inventively too!"


The next day I took TS on a driving trip up the coast to Margate to visit some friends of mine, also fans of his .

TS was a surprise guest for the day,and there after regaled us with tale upon tale of his travels. "Been bloody everywhere! First time in the Land Down Under though!"

TS thought he'd found a friend in the form of an amoured knight standing guard on the book shelf. Despite many attampts to start a conversation, the knight refused to be distracted from his duty, and stoutly ignored our favourite little vamp. "Ponce," was heard muttered for several minutes.



In the hope of better understanding several people of his acquaintence, TS took the opportunity to enter the mind of a rather see-through person... needless to say, he didn't find much in there :P


A demonstration of skills was then called for, with TS bravely showing s where on a bad vamp a stake should properly be applied "Here, you git! In the heart, not the head!"



Scott had many 'pet' dragons around the house, none tame, and our little vamp immediately decided to rectify the situation...although he adn't QUITE meant to do so via indigestion!


Fortunately, we found him a far more accomodating 'pet', and soon the self-proclaimed King of the Dragons' flew madly about the room at top speed.




At one point he landed with some other relics... "Oi! Who you callin' a bloody relic?!"



Later that night, a party was held back at my place by some of the other locals. TS was sadly dissapointed when told the other guests were all vegetarians, and there would be no blood served for the duration. "Some party this turned out to be!"



The bouncer was quickly on the scene, sweeping TS off his feet to ensure his continued good behaviour. Upon reliasing the nortoriety of the blonde vamp, the bouncer begged a photo to take home to the kids - how could you refuse?



All too soon, it was time to be leaving, headed back to the US of A, so I thought I'd best get a photo before TS's flight left!



Bye, TS!! Come visit us again some time!

-- Fiona