We went on a quick trip to Orebro to see Martina's parents and pick up some stuff, and to eat some more of Anette's home cooking. It was pretty correct as usual, not to mention the five million cinnamon buns which are now in the freezer, waiting for me to make some coffee.
Went to a disco party joint on saturday night which was mildly amusing, shacking out to sean paul in a tiny room with forty other people with their armpits in your face is pretty amazing after a lot of whiskey. Smoking rooms in nightclubs are the best idea ever. Except you can't take you beer in with you, a rule which I ignored repeatedly, much to the annoyance of the extremely polite swedish bouncers.
"Excuse me sir, you cannot have your beer in here, I have told you before"
-"Sorry? In English?"
-"I am speak English?!"
-"IN ENGLISH YOUR BEER NOT ALLOWED OK?"
-"In English?... Oh my beer, ok."
By which time I had finished my cigarette anyway. Job done.
Met the local baller type lads who were pretty LOL.
Yeah, when I am going to go to London, I am going to go to Tiger Tiger, you know the club Tiger Tiger? Yeah, thats where I am going to go to when I go to London. I support Aston Villa.
Hahah ok sure.
Martina's fabulous step-dad, Mats, took us to see an ICE HOCKEY match! It was pretty great.
Northern Sweden enjoy ice hockey. I can understand why it is so popular. It is fast, exciting, has big crunching tackles and fights, it is pretty spectacular. And once you understand the offside rule it makes a lot more sense, and you can start to see tactics at work instead of a bunch of padded up guys chasing a puck.
However, because I am English, and I watch Premiership football, my sporting intake, is quite exciting enough. And the Hockey vs Football debate rages on. I have come to the decision that it is like comparing chess with street fighter 2 turbo, on the super nintendo.
One is slow and meditated, yet deadly and can be highly stimulating and fascinating. The other is high tempo and exciting yet shortly lived, but not without its share of requirement of skill and lethal punishment for sloppiness or innacuracy.
It was fun to watch, but not as engrossing as football. Especially when you are used to watching Arsenal, which is something I miss. The best I get is downloading MOTD on a sunday night and hearing Martina impersonating Alan Hansen "SINSAAAYSHONAL". Hahaha.
(6-2!!!!! And yes it was a penalty hahah sod off Allardyce)
That was a missed penalty.
The away fans, who coincidentally were supporting the team from Sundsvall which is where I am sitting writing this, and where I am calling home at the moment, resembled soccer casuals from the mid nineties, and had a weird neo-nazi vibe about them, some of them were so sloshed that they had to be taken away by paramedics in high-vis jackets before the first interval.
They set off flares and stuff, it was cool.
Rather glad I couldn't understand their shouting. They chanted so loudly throughout and really were giving it, so I made sure to give them a big two hands in the air and a nice big "WA-HEY!" when their team conceded, which was replied with a lot of middle fingers being displayed, and me feeling slightly worried about Mats or Martina getting hit by a retaliatory bottle of piss. Thank god they were a bunch of girls.
All in all a good afternoon.
Sunday's hangover was rubbish.
Swedish Trains are unbelievably good.
If I could sum it up in 1 photo this would be it.
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What this is, is a cup of coffee from a Swedish buffet car.
Observe the fairtrade sugar.
But my favourite thing is the milk. No tiny plastic pot of UHT fail which unless you are paying 100% attention, and the train is stationary, WILL piss all over your crotch. THANKSMATE.
No, here you get an ice cold, fresh, beautifully designed tetra pak sealed, quantity of milk, with a little foil strip which you peel off, with a perfectly sized hole, so that the air pressure keeps the milk inside it until you squeeze it(!!!). You couldn't spill this on your crotch if you really tried.
I LOVE IT.
HUMANS THINKING ABOUT THINGS.
OK, thats enough for now, The Bill is on.
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At work today I was discussing how annoying it is to constantly top up the milk jug for the cinemas coffee and tea drinkers.
ReplyDeleteMy manager just said "well it is more enviromentally friendly this way", as I had asked why we don't use those little plastic/foil tubs.
I reminded them about milk capsules like the one above, but my rebellion had lost its steam, and they had no idea what I was talking about.
This was what I was talking about! Tetra pak milk pods! FTTTTWWWWWWORLD
Oh and Ice Hockey FTWOOOOOOORLD