Oh and there was the day Lynsey, Trisha and I went to the local night market for a quiet drink and within moments of sitting down Trisha feels a heavy thud on her head...

The next bit is an hysterically funny blur of Lynsey, hands to mouth gasping in shock, me looking on like a lemon not knowing what's wrong and Trisha sitting rigid, hardly breathing...

Next thing, Lynsey sees a pair of black eyes blink at her and attempts a swat at the 'FROG' with a cigarette pack...

This then sent the 'FROG' flying onto my head, where it hung swinging from my hair before deciding to crawl its way over the top and down my forehead!

Well you can imagine the hysteria...and just when you need a camera..this time Lynsey just wasn't quick enough...

(frog in pic, not actual frog)