England out.

So there it is. Or┬árather, there it was. Everyone’s at a loss to explain it but everyone’s an expert all the same.

Highly paid Premier League players can’t play as a team. They’re too tired/greedy/out of position/injured/burdened by the shirt, etc, etc. Any or all of the above.

Still, we can’t be the only nation that gets excited about our chances in the World Cup and then gets disappointed when we get knocked out. And at least we aren’t France.

This sight greeted me in Swingate the other evening. Seemed appropriate. Bet Sainsburys can’t give ’em away now.

Hopes and dreams trampled in the dirt. Again.

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Staying in Frankfurt.

There’s been a period of silence on this blog, partly because I’ve been away on a short business trip in Frankfurt.

So what’s it like? Here are 5 things you need to know about Frankfurt:

1. Their taxis are beige. Almost exclusively Renault and Mercedes.

Ein taxi, as they say round these parts.

Ein taxi, as they say round these parts.

2. The people are extremely welcoming and courteous. And their English is better than mine.

Evidence of someone from Frankfurt being welcoming.

Evidence of someone from Frankfurt being welcoming.

3. The city itself (the fraction that I saw for myself) looks very drab. Possibly the Allies’ fault for flattening it in the war. Possibly a harsh and uninformed opinion. But none of the Frankfurters I spoke to rushed to its defence either (verbally speaking – which of course is the best sort of speaking).

Frankfurt perhaps at its best - blurred and at night.

Frankfurt perhaps at its best - blurred and at night.

4. Frankfurt International Airport is the European hub for Lufhansa. It is not an insubstantial airport. But the the terminal we were in had 60 gates, all served by a single sandwich bar. That’s about a fifth of a cheese sanger between all of them. I fly to Nimes 2 or 3 times a year. The airport there is little more than a golf clubhouse with an x-ray machine. It has 2 places to eat. I rest my wheelie case.

A view from the only food outlet available to me.

A view from the only food outlet available to me.

5. It has trams. Lot of trams. And most of them seemed to pass about 15 feet from my colleague’s hotel window. Very early in the morning.

Tram with hotel and colleague's room in background.

Tram with colleague's hotel room in background.

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