Friday 6am. Too early. Work mails. Shower. Train. Waterloo. Waiting. Nigel. Chris. Waiting. Will. Gates. Security. Well pretend security. Passport control. Bagel. Coffee. Boarding. Departing. Chatting. Arriving. Gare de Nord. Walking. Hotel. Checking in. 4 blokes two double beds. Arguing. Disinterested hotel. 4 blokes, two double beds. Beers. Lunch. Restaurant, with only one item on the menu. Steak with special sauce. Beers. Desert. Beers. Cocktails. Walking. Hotel. 8pm. Gare de Nord. Queuing. Queuing Queuing. RER tickets. Stade de France, gates open didn't need tickets. Running. Anthems. Seats. Singing. Kick off. 3, 10, 13, 20, beers 23, 26, 33, 36 - 0. Unhappy Englishman. Beers. Chat. Train. Beers. Bed. 4 guys two doubles. Gay Paris eh. Morning. Coffee. No croissants. Leaving. Croissants. Staying. Walking. Church dome thing. Lunch. Beers. Beers. NZ vs Portugal. Beers. Wales vs Aus. Beers. Beers. Beers. Hotel. New rooms. 4 guys 4 single beds. Better. Shower. Taxi. Bastille area. Crazy people. Shot with water pistol. Yelled at by drunk. Thousands of people. Classy restaurant. Cocktails. Starters. Wine. Mains. Desert. Moving. Corsican restaurant/bar. Does France do no bar bars? Cocktails. 2am. Home time. Hailing taxis. Been ignored by taxis. Walking walking walking. Being guzumped for taxis. Walking walking walking. Taxi rank. Waiting waiting waiting. Being ignored by taxis. Stupid French taxi seem uninterested in making money giving people for lifts. Walking walking walking. 4am. Hotel. 10am Wake. Pack up. TV falling. Dinged in head. Bleeding. Check out. Breakfast. Omlet. Walking. Gare du nord. Checking in. Depart. Watching Transformers. Is Michael Bay on drugs? Waterloo, tickets, trains, home. Watch F1, Recorded SA vs Eng game, SA vs Eng cricket. Shattered. Bed.


1. Willy
A truly brilliant weekend, only mildly marred by an utterly pathetic performance from “England’s boys”.
2. Willy
Hey AS, I hope you make the final! childish snigger