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Trip To Malta -Summer 2003- |
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One of the few times you will ever see him smiling. |
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Celebrating Dad's birthday with the family and some boos. |
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Our cousin, who turned out to be our pilot. |
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The only way to get in. |
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The only sand we found was in Xlendi. |
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Chillin in front of the Blue Grotto with Agnes and Maria. |
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Two hot men. |
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Last day in Sliema |
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Piccadilly circle. |
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Swimming with jellyfish. |
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Prince Phillip and company. |
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A big clock. |
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