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Snow, ice, frost, cold winds…

I hate them all. Actually, there’s not a great deal I DON’T like this time of the year – I’m just a grumpy c*nt I guess πŸ™‚

Was supposed to be down in Crawley today but the weather has apparently brought the M25 to a standstill so I’m in the office.

And bored.

And hungry.

And alone.

So, once the couriers have been to pickup a delivery for Ethiopia, I’m fucking off to get a large amount of food to see me through the day…that’s my plan πŸ™‚

A great weekend…

Kathy came down Friday (her birthday), so it saved me doing the 1.5 hour drive each way…

And so – took her for a meal Friday night – was very nice :). I even took her shopping in Cambridge on Saturday, AND Inever complained once (heh – earnt myself mucho brownie points there let me tell you…)

Another meal and a few drinks Saturday night, and onto Sunday…

Decided to goto the Royal Oak in Hail Weston for dinner – as Ewa (my lodger) was around, I asked if she wanted to come too. So off we all went.

Lovely meal (as always), couple of beers sat out in the garden – excellent way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

Within an hour of getting back home, I got a text from Harriett – she used to live in Hail Weston, and her mum still does. Anyhoo, her mum had popped round to Harriett’s to tell her that I’d been seen in the pub with TWO women…and neither of them were Harriett! Shock! Horror! other exclamationed (is that a real word?) remarks!

And now it’s Monday…but at least I’m in work…

Off to Sweden tomorrow with a night stopover there too – the U21 Championship final (England v Germany) is tonight though – bollocks.

Back at work

What a great weekend πŸ™‚ Milan is a beautiful city – expensive though (some places wanted 16 euros for a beer!). As I mentioned, finding a restaurant that sells food (not just a sandwich) wasn’t the easiest thing…but the food was lovely.

The San Siro is a HUGE stadium – 85,000 capacity (not as big as Wembley then) – as you can see from the pictures, we went all over the place, Inter and AC’s dressing rooms, sat in the dugouts, stole a lump of turf πŸ˜‰ …that seems to be standard procedure for me now, everytime I go to a football ground, I end up with some of the turf.

The Duomo cathedral is very awe inspiring – a friend (Bruno) was talking about it before we went, saying we should sit in a bar opposite the cathedral and just look. Well, that part of town was VERY expensive, so we spent about an hour up on the roof (ok, much of the time was spent ogling the ladies).

The food – oh, the food…when you finally find a place to eat, the food is sooooo good. Dennis found out that ‘antipasta’ means starter, so while I had a lovely steak with potatoes and a delicious sauce, he had 3 slices of salami, some mushrooms all covered in olive oil – after this, he tended to order from the same part of the menu I was reading (hint: always follow my lead when food is involved – I do like my food…).

I mentioned Burger King – I know it’s a typical Brit abroad thing to eat English food, I refused to go into any of the McDonalds out there, and even directed someone to Burger King when they wanted McDonalds (heh, I’m sure they’d thank me…) – anyway, you can buy a beer there! πŸ™‚ and it’s cheap! (2.70 euros), and it’s open 24 hours! and it was opposite our hotel! all this is why it was the late night snack place of choice prior to going back to the hotel.

Of course, landing at Heathrow was a bit of a shock – Milan was warm (about 21 degrees), London was cold, wet, and well, London 😐 Must admit though, Terminal 5 is enormous. The baggage handling was impressive, took about 4 minutes to get from the plane to the baggage reclaim, and my bag was there already πŸ™‚ most importantly, the bottle of vodka in it was still intact πŸ˜€

Pictures are just about uploaded – off to go add descriptions now πŸ™‚

EDIT: Oh yes, Rik – there ARE MILFS in Milan, and they have lovely pert arses. I always thought Italian women tended to spread as they aged, but it seems the lack of food places there means they don’t eat, they just buy shoes and handbags.


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