Late night out with friends means no blog post
No blog today, too drunk late on the night before to write it. Sorry to be such a let down but a warm evening, lovely cold couple of bottles of white wine, good company, and an excellent meal have all contributed to a heady, speedy haziness that won’t lend itself to a single intelligible thought. Food and friends, what a lovely thing, and how valuable ones friends are. All will be made up for in the next round of news. By the way, the trip to Liverpool to see a Rooney was fascinating and well worth doing.
June 25th, 2009 at 7:02 am
The excuses of an alcoholic!
June 25th, 2009 at 8:40 pm
Find it wonderful how you smug “british “middle class intellectuals enjoy touring the provinces so you can be amused or appalled by girls in white stilletos pouring vodka down their throats. That’s “binge drinking “and a national disgrace. But when it’s in the snug/smug comfort of your dainty north london sitting rooms or terraces its “sharing a few bottlees of quality italian with close friends” .Double standards??
June 25th, 2009 at 8:54 pm
Why is it that you can’t say something soothing and nice about the blog, Antonio the angry one!