This will hurt me...

There's no 'I' in 'Team'. There is a 'Me'. Yes. And 'Tea' Okay. 'Eat'. You're missing my point... 'Meat'. Okay okay. 'Tame', 'Meta', 'Ate'... MATE! 'Mate', that too.

I couldn't decide between these two photos, so consider yourself honoured to have a two for one Henry beefcake special !

You know that part where Tom Cruise is in his undies and dances around to Bob Seger? This is nothing at all like that.

"Blue Steel" or "Magnum"?

Collecting jellyfish. Denison Beach, Tasmania's East Coast. January 2013. With regards to these jellyfish (above), the lads and I assumed a peacekeeping mission to fish these stinging beasts of the deep out and lock up in a specially designed Jellyfish Maximum Security Prison! Indeed, once we received orders to cease activities, we'd detained at least forty of the beasties. It was all to nowt though, as it seems that the East Australian Current - which you might know from Finding Nemo - shifts warm water from the tropical Coral Sea right down to the Tasman Sea, all the while depositing creatures of all shapes and sizes well out of their element. That is, the water here in Tasmania was far too cold for these jellyfish, and they were all dead by the next day (as confirmed by the amount of dead jellies littering the sea floor seen on our snorkelling expedition the following day). Anyway, to the Q and A! Again, I've pilfered it from Sunday Stealing: The Meme From Suburbia...

Remember that beach volleyball scene in Top Gun when all the lads stripped down to their undies and frolicked about trickling sweat all over each other? Yeah, well this was nothing like that.

Now all we have to do is liberally spray them with bright orange fake tan, pump them full of steroids and Mr Universe here we come!

Henry's secret? Dynamic Tension™. Yes, this body was built the Charles Atlas way .

The best part of this summer? No sunburn!

I hope that I don't get my name added on some list somewhere...

Having one little Errol Flynn about the place presents a very real challenge. Now, having two little Errol Flynns running amok, that’s just plain ridiculous!

NUDISM! It’s the new pilates…

Take me to the April sun in Cuba. Hey hey hey.

You know that famous photo of Marylin Monroe covered in bubbles? Yeah, this photo is nothing like that...

Art. It takes it out of you...

Eyes as big as dinner plates. You should see 'em when he catches a glimpse of chocolate mousse.

Look at this, a Henry and Ezra beefcake trifecta ! You can see them here digging themselves in down at Seven Mile Beach, awaiting the imminent Russian invasion!

A strategically-placed thigh preserves his modesty, but there can be no denying that dear little Ezra is absolutely 100% beefcake .

I have here a matching set for your viewing please. Taken late yesterday afternoon, above you can see five month old super cool dude Ezra with his mum about to check out the chickie babes on a warm summer’s day. He thinks that the shades give him ample opportunity for a perve without being found out. Little does he know that the girls have long been wise to that sort of carry on... Below , you can see the restrained menace of a three month old Henry. Here, Hank is going for an enraged (but stoutly resolute) Mel Gibson in the first Mad Max and the cold, dispassionate killing machine portrayed by Arnold Schwarzenegger . I think that he pulls it off nicely!