Me, Grimlock, fight

Yep, this Saturday was (for most of us) our last Saturday in Vancouver. We mainly spent it saying "do you know what, this is our last Saturday in Vancouver", which was followed by heads tilted down shaking from side to side in disbelief. It's flown by. To celebrate this we headed down to Granville Island and gatecrashed Andy's leaving do from work. Some of us got dressed up in suits, others (ie me) decided to go for a smart casual dress code of shirt, ripped jeans and flip flops. It's all good.


Thumbs up. There is a similar picture to this with Andy making vulgar signs in the background. But I know it will only dissapoint his family


You may be smart Ian, but do you have style


Liz showing what she thought of her prawn cocktails. If only she could read a menu properly


Soon I won't have to see these people ever again. Hahahah


I've blurred this passport photo to save him from embarressment. Let's just call him Ian P. No that makes it too easy, how about I Pope


Cheeky


On the way home having just passed Ian's, he ran out of his house shouting "PAUL". What's wrong I thought. Has Andy hung himself in the living room, have they been burgled. No, he'd ran all the way down the street, still in his suit to tell me that Transformers: The Movie was on TV.

Watching Transformers: The Movie it occurred to me that the film wasn't as good as we remembered. The narrative structure was all over the place and who knows who half of the characters were. Well at least it gave Orson Welles a fine cinematic send off.

The new live action Transformes movie is going to have to be good to match up to this. Which is going to be hard considering they hardly have any transformers in it. I want a huge fracking transformer war with every transofmer ever created battling it out. They don't even have Grimlock

Autobots, transform....