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Weekend

It's that time of the week again when the house is normally full but not this weekend. My son won't be home as he's working, my youngest daughter and her fiance won't be here so it's just my wife, eldest daughter and perhaps her fiance and me, a peaceful weekend until 1800hrs when not only our telly but probably every tv in Croatia will be on and everyone glued to the box as our national team start their campaign off at the Euros with what every hopes will be a win, it seems that we will be putting our best team out onto the turf hoping for a good start with hopefully three points, the most important thing though is that we try our best,enjoy the atmosphere and  remember every one back home in Croatia is rooting for them that's all every Croatian wants. My condolences go to Scotland who put on a good show but in the end the tartan army had a hammering although they scored one consolation goal which was better than nothing, sorry to them but I'm sure they drowned their sorrows in a dram or two. Apart from the football this weekend my daughter and my wife will be packing because next week they will be going away to work for the same company but a different shop, so I'll be on my lonesome self, the only good thing is that nobody will be shouting at me everyday. The sun took its hat off yesterday so perhaps that's a good omen for tonights match, sorry but I can't wait for tonight that's why football keeps coming up while I'm writing. The world's the same just bad news but for today I'll try to stay off that topic even though the idiot is making idle threats again which is normal for his empty head, keep up the fight all you soldiers of Ukraine the day will come when you will be free. Well that's all from me as my wife has to go to work early as the computers in her shop over the last couple of days haven't worked so she has a lot of catching up to do. If you liked reading todays blog then like, follow, share and comment if you want to. Thank you. 

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