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Eng-er-land, Eng-er-land!
Morning, lovelies.
If you’re of the patriotic persuasion – and English – , then today is the day the Euros really begin. 5-o-clock today, England kick off their campaign against France. I’m off to my friend’s house to enjoy curry and considerable swearing at the television – the vast majority of which will be directed at John Terry.
Before the Euros began, I wasn’t interested all that much. In truth; I couldn’t care less. However, I’ve begun to develop a little bit of interest. I don’t expect England to sweep...