It's been a while

So I haven't been around to make a post for a few days so I thought I'd try and catch up.

Firstly, the football. After a not particularly convincing display, England managed to defeat the mighty Swiss (never thought I'd say that phrase) by 3 goals to 0. Whichever way you look at it, it's the result that counts (game of two halves, sick as a parrot) so now all we need is a draw against Croatia tonight to advance into the knockout phase for the first time that we haven't hosted the tournament.

Regardless of this, on my scouring the web I did manage to come across a great little number that was made by the micks after that unfortunate France game. This is brilliant

Go on the boys tonight, make us proud.

In other news, I have been away to Brittany for the weekend for a family bash with the in-laws. All the time I have been in France I have been lording up the French public transportation system, so imagine my surprise when the clean, efficient and on time TGV I was travelling on mowed down a car on a level crossing. I think we can all guess where the driver of the car came from (see Belgians and skinned knees)

I sat there for TWO HOURS while the French police finished off their red wine and garlic lunch and gently ambled toward the crash site. The benefit was that I managed to learn some new French swear words from my unhappy co-passengers who took great delight informing me that I was mistaken in my trust in the transport system.

Then it was Sunday, and time for a "light meal" with the family to celebrate the Catholic Communion of one of the younger members of the clan.

This consisted of the following: beginning at 1.00 with an enormous plats de fruits de mer of crabs, lobsters, prawns, shrimps etc (yes I know they are probably the same thing); then Coquilles St Jacques (a fishy thing in cream again); fillet of beef; a salad; cheesboard and finally (FINALLY) some gateau.

Now those of you that know me will realise I don't particularly like fish, but I will save that for a future post. So there I am sitting there, feeling a little unwell through eating too much and noting the time of 5.00. I was then informed that we were going to a bar and a casino to "work up an appetite" for the 5 course evening meal beginning in two hours.

No wonder these people only work 35 hours a week, after they've finished eating there's no time left to do anything else. I felt a little overweight by the time I had finished, and the copious amounts of wine that I had drunk served me well in facilitating my falling asleep in the car on the way home.

I'm not eating again for days.