Sun, sea and sex under the volcano.
The bus to perdition.
RebelPaws finds himself in Marrakech instead of working. But where is the booze?
And failed to develop a portfolio career.
A cross between a night at Butlins, a knees up at the village hall and a rave.
From a forest to the heart of the empire. In 14 minutes.
And best of all, you can do it sitting down.
This day is straight into the top ten days of my life. And it’s only 5 o’clock.