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    a cooling off period…

    Well the weekend would have been more wonderful without the endless flipping between air conditioning so brutal that Pingu would have felt at home, and the thirty two degrees outside in the square (where I eventually threw in the towel on the Sunday afternoon and fell asleep in a deckchair under a tree, missing the post-lunch film altogether) and –…

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    buses, beigels and the final stretch…

    It’s June already! The longer days are well and truly here, although since I’ve had a very pleasant but also very tiring week I’ve been in bed while there was still some semblence of daylight for the last two nights, so I’ve not had chance to take full advantage by idly wandering down to Tesco at 10pm or coming out…

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    half time (nearly)

    Therefore it’s definitely time for an update and a few moments away from the TV! So far we have seen the hosts – generally accepted to be the crappest team in the tournament and the lowest ranking on the way in – knock five past Saudi Arabia then three past Egypt and barely break a sweat in the process, a…