Ray Mears - My Fake Diary

Saturday, 9 February 2008

Lucan suggested we get some dark items and spell out the word 's.o.s.' and wave like mad when mail plane flies over.

So went in igloo and got frozen turds and spelt out s.o.s.. The 'Happy Feet' were still sticking out and glowing in the sunshine.

Now to wait and see if we can catch us a plane.