Onwards to Troyes McClure

Seeing as I'll be drumming my way into the dam next weekend thought I'd have a quiet weekend in Romilly. Found out footy was on in Troyes so that trumped the chinky buffet lunch in Romilly.

Troyes is a weird one to pronounce, started out with the standard Brad Pitt "hi you can hit me anywhere but my heels" Troy. Nope.
Next it was like Trow or some shit...even worse.
Turns out you say it like the number 3 'trois'. Slimey bastards lull you in with their wine, cheese and half-decent women then they drop this shit on you...dunno why I'm still here.

Troyes was good though, much better than that shithole Paris. Footy was good, free tickets for students and Troyes won so was bi-winning I think.

Stayed with Sarah, no homo, and one of her lot was having a wee shindig to celebrate his b'day so we rocked up there and was pretty good. Met a few jerries and they were pretty cool, I started spewing out fritz talk and they were impressed with it...learnt it all from Band of Brothers :P
Someone fell asleep with their shoes on and I showed em a trick or two with a highlighter.