It was the ultimate boys day out: A closed race track and 2 of the craziest cars I've ever been in, let alone driven. Awesome. Thanks to Pete and Simon McNamara for organising. Well, Clockwise from the top left: The 'Dream' Team (Yeah right!); Calm before the storm - the 650BHP Thunder Ute; Wazza and Pete on the wall; Oh dear, the aftermath of Jonny's argument with the tire wall; Ouch!; Car parts; Jonny, Me and Wazza, looking all Schumi.

Beijing! China! Tomorrow! Rock & Roll! Work does have its perks and this was one, a 1 day field trip to the Beijing Auto show back in November. Even though we were actually on the plane longer than we were on the ground (15 hours each way), it was still awesome. As far as I could tell, China's a country of real contrasts, pretty crazy, loads of building, lots of polution. And questionable copyright laws. Clockwise from top left: A car called the 'Wingle', go figure; Me and Sharon try out the local cuisine; Dave, Steve and Ondrej, Smokin'!; Skyscrapers; Kicking back; Me and Breony styling it; Mix, a slice of Beijing nightlife; Chinese Action man; Barney & Guy from Uni, random meeting; Rich and Mao's motor; 'It's a Merc, right?' Wrong!; In the middle: This was cool - the guy pouring tea from the most crazy long necked teapot ever; Tasty tasty; Breony agrees; Haulin', Chinese style.

Well, this is the penultimate in my series of global adventures. Woo Woo. These are just some pix from the media drive of my car at the old grand prix circuit at Estoril, near Lisbon in Portugal. I was there a week, and I've got the scar to prove it (that's another story...). Got to see precisely nothing of Portugal, apart from the trip to the airport. Typical. Anyway, clockwise from the top left: The car outside the garage in the pits; me wide eyed before being scared witless by Alain Menu in the real thing; Dimirti, wonderful fellow; Car drawing a crowd, so proud; Car; Me in with lunatic Alain; Cheesy one at the hotel; Car, Roar!; Hotel was awesome; 2 of the Japanese techs, smiling as always, great people.

I grew up in one house, in Hackbridge which is in a suburb of South London. The ghetto, word! Well, me parents have done a bunk, and moved down by the sea in rather pretty rural Devon. It was my first trip to the new house, which proved to be very nice, if kinda back to front. Reunions with the cat was also good. All in all, very pretty. And its close to the beach!

Post London, I took off for the hills, stopping off in sunny Eynsham (just west of Oxford) to see the lovely Dan & Julie. Cheers for the roast, thoroughly recommended. After that, on to less sunny Macclesfield for a stop off with superstar Bentley designer and wannabe Schumacher, my good mate Mr Dom. What a guy! Then, the final leg to Leshmahagow to see Gran. She is the Gran, 91, still going strong. Awesome. All this and seeing how fast a Fiesta 1.2 will go down a hill. Rocket 95.

The London. Was great to be back for a bit, see old friends, visit old haunts, check out the changes. Hadn't changed much actually, but heh, its all good. Did a few muses, few gallerias. Felt a bit distant, a little unfamiliar, has it really been this long? Anyway, it was great to see you guys, its really nice to know that with some people, it's like you never left.

So, this is what I've been up to for the last 10 months or so. Check it out. Above are some of the photos of the Press reveal in Paris, as you can see I was pretty relieved to see it all come togther after some very tense last minute problems. Anyway, hey, we pulled it off. If you wanna see more stuff, just put Chevrolet WTCC Ultra into google. Or just not.

So the Kingsbury clan met up in Le Paris a couple of weekends ago. It was great, the first time we've all been together in almost 2 years, so that was very cool. Its weird to think that its been that long, and it'll probably be more than a year before it happens again. It was a good time though. You can take it for granted.Oh, and Bob isn't part of my direct family, but then, he is 'the Bob'. Cheers mate.

The Party of Bec. This is also a bit overdue, sorry, been a bit slack recently. Anyway, twas a great night of joviality, much entertainment, little sleep. Happy Birthday Becs.

A long overdue edition to the blog, very remiss of me. This is just some photos of the Australia vs Greece friendly in Melbourne just prior to the World Cup. The game ended 1-0 to Oz, but I thought both teams were rubbish. I reckon I could have scored at least 19 - Have it!Ps. Thanks Penny for the photos, and thanks Will for organising it all.

We started at 10:30pm. Me and Kev met these 2 Yank chicks and tagged along with them because we had forgotten to bring a torch and they had one. They held us up a bit, beause they are girls and we are Men (well I think they held Kevin up, but I'm actually a really unfit wuss, so its was all fine with me. I just look good). But it was all good, we all made it in time for the Sunrise and had a good laugh along the way. If you can call getting knackered and frostbitten a good laugh.....

Mt Fuji. The famous mountain of mystery. Actually a bit of a slag heap (if you've been to Wales or Scotland, you'll know what I mean). Very tall, crater on the top, but no snow. Bit of an experience, can't say I loved it, and the sunrise wasn't that amazing, but something to remember. The fact that you had to literally que almost all the way to the top makes you realise how many people live in this country. Or, how many people in this country are actually crazy enough to want to come up here at 4am on a saturday morning. They had vending machines at the top. Need I say more?

Wow, look at all those faces! Clock from the top left again: James, Brendan & Quang cheese it up at the Shibuya crossing / Me and Tri - he's such a happy boy / Classy - yeah right / The famous New York Grill at the Park Hyatt - seen Lost in Translation / Me and Kev the Kiwi in New York. Awesome food, felt a little 'Lost' / Me, Jimmy, Charkey and Brendan. Cheezu! / Brendan crashes the photo op, before getting thrown (literally) of stage / Quang and Brendan at the chinese place - terrible buffet. Finally, me in the middle in the hotel - how narcissistic am I?

Various photos of recent events. Clockwise from the top left: Me, James and Rich chillin' / the way they do washing in a hotel, gotta love the way its all wrapped up like new / Peter B in Shibuya / Peter B hangin' with the Hachiko Dog statue / random Kanji / Cool bike huh? I reckon / Shinjuku's crazy back streets / that is actually a locksmith. In the back of a truck. Open at 11pm on a saturday night. Go figure / In the middle, Ebina, where I stayed for a month. I took this photo, because it was the only time in the whole month that I saw those hills. Foggy.

Some shots of the famous (well, apparently) Tokyo Metrolpolitan Government Tower. Pretty cool, went up here one saturday a few weeks ago. Its free to go up, and I think its about 70 or so floors. Apparently its architecturally based on the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. I reckon its a lie, because I didn't see any hunchbacks.