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I have returned

5 days in Stockholm and the voices in my head are louder than ever.

For the record, the annual lads' holiday took place this weekend, slightly contracted to account for Beardog's nuptials this year.

The result...

1. Reindeer steaks. Yum!
2. Asparagus after-dinner schnapps. Yuk.
3. Swedish women - very straightforward. Hurrah! (e.g. woman approaches. "You look quite fuckable. We're going to this bar next, are you coming?")
4. Swedish men - much better looking than us. Bastards. Although in fairness, the first guy we saw in the airport and thought, to our consternation, was an average Swede, actually turned out to be some kind of celebrity and was collared by the press pack in the arrivals lounge. Handsome bastard.
5. Moose meatballs. More yum!
6. Rough Guide - again the book of lies. The guide confidently states "there are no lesbian nights in Stockholm". We think otherwise after visiting one nightclub. Our suspicions were first aroused when we went into the club (mostly full of women) when we spotted these words, projected in 5 foot high letters on the wall... "HOMO SEX"
7. The Feminist Initiative party. A political party that includes among their policies the banning of marriage! Good luck girls.

OK, that's enough for now. I'll try to do a proper write up soon, but you know how rubbish I've been lately.

posted by Peter The Great @ 8:53 AM