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Well just a few words about Croatias performance, adaquate, almost a win and in the dying moments a goal so we ended up with a draw, one point is better than nothing now all we have to do is beat Italy to proceed in the competition, that's all I have to say about football for today apart from the fact that I hope England loses and then I'll be a bit happier. It made me happy yesterday when Ukraine attacked Russia everywhere especially where it hurts most, their oil refinaries, great to see them burning and smoke coming from their military hq in occupied territory. The best thing or the most stupid thing was Putin getting off his plane and being hugged by the tiny Korean dictator and one of the few friends that he has and then discussing who was to get in the car first, I found it hilarious and the drive to the center where every lampost was decorated with either a Russian flag or Putins picture, it looked as if he was running for election not just visiting. Two idiotic dictators in one car, what a fantastic target and a way to kill two birds with one stone or perhaps a rocket. Only two more days and my wife and daughter will be back which will be great but on the downside my wife has decided to go back again next week mainly because of money but that's her decision not mine. It's as though I see her only on weekends just like my son and my youngest daughter but that's life, is it worth it I don't know but if she thinks so then it must be,at least the house won't be so empty because my daughter will be here and the dogs won't be so depressed if it's possible for a dog to get depressed. That's all for today as it's absolutely boiling with temperatures rising to 35 and at night falling to a muggy 22, no wind which makes it worse and it's hard to sleep and this is only the start of summer so we may as well get used to it. That's all for today so if you enjoyed todays blog then like, follow and share. Thank you. 

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