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This is a provisional placeholder for Monday as Prestwick will be heading back from Rome at this point. Blog and ramble to come later.
UPDATE 15:59 GMT: Arivaderchi e ciao from the UK for I have returned!
Great holiday to Rome and I’ll post some photos when I get home later tonight. Flew out from London at 6am Friday morning, saw the Rugby on Saturday first from the Stadio Flaminio for France vs Italy before racing to an Irish bar to watch England vs Scotland and Wales vs Ireland. Hearty congratulations to Ireland for scooping the Grand Slam after an epic, epic match that swung both ways multiple times.
Italy’s rugby fans are some of the best. They welcome you with open arms, buy you wine and order the beer and tell you the best bars and resturants to enjoy the finest food and drink with such selfless friendship that you know that it is this that makes Rugby what it is. Honorable mentions go out to the visiting French fans (36 – 10 harr harr) and the resident Irishmen without whom no party can be complete.
Yesterday spent the day roaming the Forum, the Colleseum and the Pantheon. All of which are epic sights and while it may sound silly but even though all that remains of some sites at the forum are floor plans and the odd stump of a column but if you squint you can make out the glory of ancient Rome. Imagine being a Roman Legionaire from a far flung province like Briton or Iberia visiting Rome for the first time and seeing all this. Surely an Empire this worthy of buildings so spectacular could never fail? Incredible.
And then theres the endless bottles of decent wine. The Ciantes especially were superb and floated around the 45 Euro mark. Well, when in Rome…
I could mention the food, the bread stacked with exactly the right amounts of proscutto and buffalo motzarella, the roast veal, the spinnach & ricotta tortelini done not too thick as to be solid on the inside and not too thin as to fall apart on the plate but just right as to melt in the mouth. Fantastic.
You could say that if I was given a £10,000 pay rise I’d be tempted to move to Rome and if you got me a good flat overlooking the leafy area around the Villa Borghese then I would say “SOLD!”
Vote incentives to come tonight. Old vote incentives to appear later this week. Wiki updates to come eventually…
You know, you go to bed thinking everythings fine that everything is good…
..next thing you wake up and find a corpse is staring at you from the doorway!
Fenslerfilm did a lot to me during my university years, Iknow, I’m seeking therapy for it.
So whats been going on down, people? Another weekend comes upon us and I have this for you guys! I’m actually off to Rome and as you read this, I’ll be flying over France giving the French the Agincourt salute as only a patriotic and upstanding Englishman should. Well..maybe not the salute bit. Maybe waving if we fly low enough and knowing Alitalia that will probably be a certainty.
Rome I’ve heard is pretty damn expensive but as I’ve found in a few pricey places there will always be a fantastic bar with cheap beer and mojitos with the owner quite happy to run out of the bar – leaving the punters on their own – to get fresh mint just for you. That happened to me at a bar in Villach, Austria last year. Anyone who might know the name of the bar will get an IOU for a pint off me. Answers on the back of a postcard please!
I’ve been slowly trying to add everything to the web site. I will try to make the “About” section better with a more informative summary of myself and German, I will add more links to the links page and I will try and keep the Wiki up to date (although this is getting to be quite a hard task to be honest!)
Until then, see you all on Monday when I get back!
Another week, another comic and it seems our mystery man has revealed himself to have…a rather dapper beard! He must have a good barber!
Now I’m usually a calm man but there is one thing which gets me off my seat and to a cold and windy stadium on a fine February morning: Rugby.
I admit it, I’m a big fan of both codes (yes there are TWO kinds of Rugby think of it how like American and Canadian football are seperated) and I have my teams which are Saracens, Harlequins RL, the British & Irish Lions and (naturally) England.

England standing for the national anthem
So usually when England are playing, thats my queue to don my Jersey over whatever I’m wearing and head to the nearest pub or (if I’m lucky enough to get a ticket as they are usually gold dust) go to see them live. This time however I was reduced to watching England vs France (or Le Crunch) from the canteen at work as I was working over the weekend.

Delon Armitage: England Full Back celebrating his try.
God, what a game, 34 unanswered points before France finally stirred. Think of it this way, it’d be like the Giants running away with the game against the Pats in Superbowl XLII with only one quarter to go. No need for last minute Ely Manning heroics in this scenario ’cause the Pats are about 25 points behind! That is how comprehensive Englands demolition of Les Bleus was today!
I could bore you further with stuff about sports you may well know nothing about so I’ll happily tell you about my plans for next weekend! I’ll be heading off to Rome for a weekend with work mates. Lots of fun, sun and beer combined with..er..Rugby (Italy vs France).
Sorry. I failed.
Anyway! Once more! Don’t forget to vote! I completely forgot to put Friday’s incentive up so its on the wiki along with page six. Page eight is on the incentive list at TWC. I swear. Honest to god, guv’.




