The D, Free Cricket, Tennis and many other staple Aussie stuff

Well, we've managed to survive this long in what can only be described as the Australian equivalent of Manchester. Myself and the lanky one have come up with a survival plan that involves running to and from the station and ensuring we see no more of this hell hole than we absolutely have to.

Having never been to Manchester I apologise for categorising it as hell but anywhere which is home to Gary Neville and Cristiano Ronaldo is pretty much my idea of hell on earth.

We're keeping ourselves busy by going to lots of things as far away from here as possibly. Tomorrow I'm dragging Sam to the Aussie Open to see some tennis and then on friday we're off to see the D.
Now for those of you fluent in hockey, you'll know that the d is a mythical term associated with a certain Oliver Musto as well as being the band of a Mr Black. When he was shouting "top d" what he actually meant was he was making an effort to be at said postion but might get there at some point in the next few minutes. That boy had pace........................oh and we're seeing the band not the rapid hockey genius.
Speaking of Hockey, we've met up with Pete a few more times and have thus now been inducted into the circle of "ze germans" or Pete's girlfriend, Steph and friends.
Having a lot of sport in common with the stacked one has led to a strange occurance. I call it the "STEINEE" phenomonom. Which basically involves us shouting steinee in a german accent at each other when drunk. It makes the Aussies leave us alone about the cricket at least.....