Prawns

When I went to collect my car from it’s previously failed MOT (should have brought it here first, mate, there’s a guy down the road who’s a lot more sympathetic and likes a bottle of whisky) it was pissing down, so, wasn’t having high hopes. But then the clouds parted and we had a few prawns and a couple of bashed out fillet steaks.

Kudos to Switzerland. And Italy. Can’t call this one, though. Although the Belgian reaction to Spinazzola’s injury was shameful.