Called home this morning and spoke to Mrs who didn’t want to disturb my daughter because she was up to 4am with her friends on her 16th Birthday sleepover.
Went to training and called again before lunch, think they were out. Eventually go hold of them this evening and dispite the transient nature of the internet connection here, I managed to wish her happy birthday and make the correct noises.
Really today the training was a bit secondary as I was thinking about home – bit sad really but there it is.
It was some football match tonight and the French are mad on footie so the meal was early and short. I took the opportunity to buy a pizza from the place up the road (literally) instead.
My almost complete lack of French not withstanding I managed to communicate with the natives and order it and some beer too and trundled back to my hotel room.
It would have been really nice apart from the really stinky mouldy cheese they put on as part of the “5 Fromages” topping. My own fault – should have just had the Chorizo (their version of the pepperoni) but hey you gotta try these things or life would be really boring.
I made the best of it and swilled it down with the two cans (no, not cases) of Heineken I bought from the same place – Ah Brits abroad – you can take the man out of the city …..
Bed too late and listening to Megaseg while websurfing avoiding football – unsucessfully, Spain won 1-0! You got to love it whent he underdogs win.