One fateful night while we were at Bev and Micks’ Backpackers…having a drink and meeting some fellow travelers, Ruth was chatting an English girl who happened to have a moustache tattooed on her index finger.  Ruth fell in love with it immediately, and as befits her personality, she instantly wanted one herself.  I mean what a good conversation starter.  Or you know…awkward moment…conversation is dragging…’look! I have a moustache!”.

So we all experimented with it a little last night…just with pens of course.

And then today, an oridinary, everyday Sunday afternoon, we went and got Ruth her knew source of entertainment.

And we all know that only the most ridiculous photos are to come…