Oh dear it’s all over and we really didn’t do very well. Though I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you that. But whilst the England football team might have been a little off target perhaps we shouldn’t be too surprised, as throughout Europe there are roles more suited to each ones capabilities.
As I understand it in heaven;
- The chef, he is French,
- Naturally, the policeman British,
- The mechanic (Vorsprung durch Technik) German,
- The organiser Swiss and
- ….The lover man Italian.
Of course in hell it’s a little different;
- The chef is British,
- The policeman German,
- The mechanic (je ne sais pas) French,
- The organiser Italian ….. and the lover Swiss. Dear oh dear can this really be true? Remember awhile back this post
But don’t worry whatever your nationality, whatever team you are supporting in the world cup. If you need to forget, just how bad we were, if you need someone to commiserate with and remind you that even if England failed to excite you, and even if they almost drove you to tears and absolutely drove you to despair there is always one thing, no matter what, that is guaranteed to put a smile on your face and spring in your step.
Come home lets getaway complemented by a cold Krug Taittinger or how about a bottle of Bordeaux for a passionate lover’s tryst and let me sweep away those world cup blues.
The One & Only AyoSue xxx
