Greetings..

[Supermercado]

Hello from an internet cafe somewhere near Darling Harbour. I'm attempting to milk time before my flight home at 6.15. What a night. Surrounded, under the scoreboard, by absolute knobs who had no idea how the game was played. The only problem with these sorts of people is that they don't take losses badly enough to make it really satisfying.

Apologies if you were in the MFC c/s section at the front and copped my unbridled passion rendition of the theme song in your ear