...or anyone else who wants to chip in. Last night, while quietly enjoying steak and a gin martini (stirred not shaken), a gentleman of Nordic heritage informed me that Malmo is an extremely violent crime ridden city, worse than anywhere in England. This rather took me aback as I was under the impression that apart from a couple of hundred years unruly behavior up and down the coasts of Western Europe, you were a generally civilized bunch. Anyway, tell me more and don’t hold back on the pickled herring or topless sunbathing stories even if they have nothing to do with my line of enquiry.
Mrs Boston decoded I needed a clothing upgrade and has been shopping. Outfit number one, a navy Lonsdale polo shirt sporting the lion crest, light coloured cargo shorts, white ankle socks and blue trainers....I look like I’m playing for Scotland in the 70’s!
Young Master Boston informs me he has just dined in a pub called the Saratoga, County Waterford, Ireland. A quick chat with the chef reveals a man of QPR persuasion, by way of Ladbroke Grove. Just saying like.
....so what! Just seen Malia Obama getting turned away from an establishment in South Boston. In saying hello to one of my kids (who works there) and her and the manager have taken the young ladies fake ID, which I've asked for as a novelty memento! Coming to ebay soon.
….last Wednesday. Forgot to mention their little 'charity' scamper around Gillette Stadium v the Rev's (dreadful lower National League standard after Brad Friedel's dismal tenure). 3 - 0 to SW6, but good news is they could only attract an attendance of 27,329 and one of their 'stars' may be out for the Arsenal match. I didn't go, couldn't care less, but note from the sports shows there weren't many jumping when they scored. Bruce Arena is the latest man at the New England helm, experienced yes but so fuggin boring.
Mrs Boston is adamant I join her on a Caribbean Cruise. Departing at the end of December from Fort Lauderdale, New Years onboard and all that lark. Now I'm not averse to boats or the Sargasso Sea, it's just something that's never really crossed my mind before. Supposed to be a company from Weybridge runs it, so many British 'sailors' expected. Anyone taken this jaunt on the Serenade of the Seas, should I be worried about Saga louts or is it the love boat?