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Knowing me knowing you, Praha

I woke up at 4.30am yesterday. Well, actually 4.31am. I know because as soon as I woke I looked at my phone and it told me so. Sadly there was no valid reason for me to be awake so early;…

Bottled it

Well that’s a first

Arriving at Terminal 3 and transferring to T5 was a new experience for both of us. I knew there was an airside connection route involving a trip on a bus, and lo and behold that’s what we did. I’d mentioned…

Do you know the way to San José?

No, not that one. NOr that one.

The good thing about flying westbound is there’s no jet lag. It’s just a really long day,, with time elongated as you spend 11hrs on a plane travelling to a place 8hrs behind, therefore landing only 3 hours later. So…

Mexican waves

LIke a big blue watery road

One thing Helen and I have always agreed on is that on her birthday we should go on a boat trip, in a place starting with M, ending with the sound “co”, having flown BA first class two days prior.…

One sleep 'til Wembley

After our adventures on Saturday, I slept like a log but woke up from a vague nightmare, momentarily convinced I’d shouted a frustrated “oh for fucks sake!” out loud in the room. Not exactly the kind of nightmare where you…

¡Vamos Dons!

No skin off mY toes

Despite never dreaming about football, I woke up for the second morning running from an emotional football dream. This time, basically every Wimbledon fan on earth was gathered together in a big park - maybe Wimbledon common? - and there…

Todos la cerveza.

League one, eh? Blimey. Woke up nice and early, again. Hangovers appear to be in short supply, perhaps because they are indistinguishable from the dehydration which comes naturally from being in such a desperately hot place with a fan but…