In response to Goldy’s question “Jonah, how is it in Whales?”...............pretty quiet actually. All has been quiet on the blog front as I really haven’t had much of interest to report and after my last entry was slammed by a certain Scottish blog critic I thought I’d keep quiet. There are no toilet stories here either Mal so you can stop reading now. We’ve moved out of the cupboard in Grungetown, the prostitutes that were working on our street weren’t the friendliest of neighbours. We’ve moved into a much bigger apartment in Cardiff Bay and they only way the neighbours bother us here is by setting off the fire alarm. The wedding is 9 weeks away so we’re just laying low and organising the apparently endless list of details that a wedding involves. In hindsight, organising to get married in Sweden whilst we live in Wales after just moving from Australia........real stupid. Have been heading out on the weekends to various pubs and clubs. There is no doubt that the Welsh make Australians look like lightweights in the drinking department. Remember what Jooce Nightclub used to look like at 5am......Cardiff looks like that by 6:30pm on a Friday. We headed out last Friday not realising that 60,000 Munster fans (Munster as in the Irish rugby club) were descending on Cardiff for the Heineken cup. We were in a packed pub chatting away to the supporters and all was going well.....until a Munster supporter told Madelene she looked like the kind of woman that enjoyed body contact. Then we had to go home. This is him, don't know how she resisted his Irish charm.
