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So, Lisbon with Canon for the quarter finals of Euro 2004. England v Portugal.

I had been expecting the city to be packed, but after a brief wander down the main street with Mark, it seems the whole place is deserted, so we returned to the hotel bar with everyone else and sat drinking gin and Cosmopolitans with Ashley until about 10 minutes ago.

I’ve not seen much of the city on account of the darkness. Our flight was delayed, so after two and a half hours on a knackered plane (my window rattled through the whole flight, which was somewhat concerning) we landed in darkness and used headlights to pick out way through the city streets.

The in-flight entertainment was fairly dire. It kicked off with the news and then progressed to three propaganda films about Portuguese castles, Portuguese lace and Portuguese cheese. It was all in Portuguese, of course, so I didn’t understand it, in spite of the fact that the volume control on my seat had only two settings: off and LOUD, which kicked in at about 17.5 on the 0 to 19 scale of volume dots.

Anyhow, I should probably sleep now, under the watchful gaze of the scary Canon woman staring in through my bedroom window. A genius piece of ad placement.

We have made tentative arrangements for meeting up tomorrow morning for breakfast. so I’m going to have to set an alarm. After several drinks and no real food since lunchtime, though, I suspect I may be eating it with a dizzy head.

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