You will remember me from frequent visits to Liberec during the mid to late nineties. These usually were three day affairs of debauchery followed by a five or six hour return trip to Opava on the "cold sweat" express. Our administrator here will remember that a similar trip in the opposite direction in 1996 led to a few days in hospital for him. Zlate casy.
These days I have joined the ranks of the office rat and have firmly joined the ranks of the B&Q, Ikea set. In fact in the words of the "James" song, Come Home, "I've become the kind of man I've always hated". Hey-ho.
There is of course time for the odd pivo here and there and I get over to CZ from time to time. Bedrich and I knocked the top off a couple of cold ones just before Christmas.
Anyhoo' I think that Kiwak should be applauded for having the patience to get this thing going and I should also apologise for the fact it has taken me so long to put anything up here. I resolve to try harder in future.
1 comment:
Ahhhh, the old 'cold sweat' express, eh? Golden times indeed. The soul misses those days, but the body sure doesn't. I don't I could handle even one night like that anymore, let alone three on the trot. I remember Bedrich being engrossed in Train Spotting while I was literally wanting to throw myself off one.
Well done Desicek. Another metaphorical chocolate fish for you.
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