Bugger.

Come on England! Oh…..We got two more go's, right? following the game Stewart and I went out, ostensibly to buy some food. Bumped into Stella, my greek neighbour and we stood and commiserated for a while. Onto the food. well, onto the pub. Whisky fizz, food, and everything began to feel alright.

We then rolled back to the house. Stewart made some cookies, I fell asleep, then woke up convinced Beth and Abbey were in the house. They are in Illinois. Stewart left and I don't remember anything else, until I woke up this morning. Coffee on and in. Not the apocalyptic amount of yesterday, just enough to take the edge off the fizzy whisky hangover that I know is coming.

Come on England!! Buggeration….