Skimpy Scrawlings

My new favourite people. Had nothing but friendliness from them on my world cup trip, apart from that bunch of neo-nazis we encountered during the Argentina match but they were an exception and actually added a delicious edge to the proceedings. Anyway, I met up with the boys; Sean 'Mish Moneypenny' Conroy, Johnny 'Super' Mac, and 'Sixty Hours Of' Phil Reynoldinho. We hopped on the boat to Berlin and checked into the Hotel Loudy-Hot on Oliver Platt Square. The room was great. It was the penthouse suite on the top floor of the building and had these huge art decor style windows flanked on either side by two gargoyles. One was traditional but the other had the head of Harold Lloyd and was hanging off the ledge for dear life.

It was all very impressive but ridiculously hot which I could understand because our room was the closest to the sun. It was however really really loud as well, like we were sleeping by the side of the road outside. Why? I'll tell you why I will, and for nothin' boy. Rogue Portugal fans had installed a road-winch at the bottom of our hotel which they cranked up to our floor when we weren't looking out of the window and down again when one of us strayed too close. Presumably to make sure we would be so tired that we wouldn't have the energy to cheer England on to victory.

Well we showed them boys! Anyroadup, I took this picture of brother Reynoldinho. What the devil is he doing?

A) The Patrick Duffy Man-From-Atlantis stance
B) Landing on the bed after falling through the roof.
C) Trying to leap towards the window to catch the Portugese out.
D) Sleeping.

To be honest, there were a lot of things Reynoldinho said and did which immediately created in internal list of ridiculous ABC options in our minds eye, a bit like in Robocop. The man is a walking legend.

I can't finish this entry without mentioning Johnny Mac, who specifically asked for a reference. Nobody has ever mentioned him in a blog before and this seemed to vex him so I will do him the honour by describing his antics. He didn't actually leave the hotel room for the entire holiday, choosing instead to watch every episode of 'The Good Life' on his portable DVD player whilst wearing a Cameron Diaz mask. He did occasionally ask the score but seemed happier when talking about "that one where Margot fell over in the mud".

At least Seany left the room and watched the games although he would sporadically bolt off into the nearby forest, returning half an hour later with a wild boar carcass draped over his shoulder.

All in all, a fantastic trip and I would jump at the chance to do it all again the next time the World Cup is in Germany.

Laters Babe X

# posted by Bradlaw Skimp @ 12:21 PM