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Oh
yes a special ducky trip over to Euro la la land and to the
centre of the European Union over there in Brussels. Accompanied
by Mr Fast John Lady we headed south by train, first to london
in First Class no less on real cheap deal tickets and then
via Eurostar straight through to Brussels, where we met up
with the true gentlemen of Brussels, Fred and Simon, very
close to the pissing statue. Indeed the bar was great, there
was a ringer for that late eighties hostage church envoy Terry
Waite who was banging off strong Belgians by our side in there,
we drink with all the lookalikes. |