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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.

snee to the rescue!


Got a call from Harriett yesterday about her computer – apparently it was running ‘weird’ and could I take a look at it?

So I picked it up, updated a few bits and delivered it back last night. Decided to go for a quick pint before going home, so I left the car on Harriett’s drive while I wandered to the Tudor (it’s literally a stone’s throw from her house).

Just got my pint when my phone rang – Harriett.

“Where are you?” says she,

“In the bar having a beer.” was my reply.

“Oh…I’ve locked myself in Phoebe’s bedroom – can you come and let me out please?”

*Giggle, giggle, giggle* “Yes, of course I can – be there in a couple of minutes…” said I trying not to laugh TOO much.

And so the brave adventurer once again wandered up East Street and without a thought for his own safety (OK, I’m allowed a little artistic license) opened the bedroom door.

Oh, and took a picture πŸ™‚ :

And the damsel was grateful – which was nice, I couldn’t stop laughing πŸ™‚

Shame the picture is a little blurry – but you have to understand I had one instant to take it.

Off to Milan on Saturday morning – Harriett’s offered to drive us there but I’m not certain – she’s not too good at getting up early and this means a 4am start to get to Heathrow (it’ll be my first time inside Terminal 5 – seen it loads of times from the M25, but never been inside yet).

EDIT: Damn coffee machine is giving out half measures – could be a long day…

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