Peter Crouch? Are you sure?
To the boys I was out for lunch with the other day. I know you enjoy reading my rantings
about hotel shower gel, well let me tell you for the third morning running yesterday I had to masterfully extract something out of nothing from a 50ml shower gel bottle. I don't get it, sorry but it winds me up. My only logic is that rations still exist from the days of this place being a magistrate's court!
My son and I played out the world cup final today. There was a big crowd, both his Nanny & Grandad were watching, and England beat Brazil 4-3. I was Brazil and Ronaldo was looking incredibly overweight let me tell you. Anyway, I was rather disturbed to find out that Peter Crouch is my son's favourite player! To rub salt in the wound, he even 'did the robot' after he opened the scoring.
By the way who remember's the Panini Sticker Books?
I bought my son the 2006 world cup
one a while back, and he is just as obsessed with it than I was back in the day and there is no end to his knowledge of Swiss footballers. Makes me proud. Anyway off on a stag weekend tomorrow. Wish me luck.