with the Big Nose Club.
We watched the sun set on Dublin Bay. And on Colombia's hopes of progressing further in the world cup. At least, I don't think that anyone will get shot this time, upon arrival in Bogota. Hopefully.
Michael did the chameleon eyes trick for a while, between the match to his left and the cleavage of the curvaceous girl to his right (just below the sunset - I have rarely seen him show so much interest in the progression of a sunset...)
No such distraction in Lockie's. There are a few cleavages all right. But you don't want to stare at them for too long, unless you fancy receiving a headbutt from the big lads they belong to.
This is where we will regroup next time. When the heat wave is well and truly over, and no one fancies a balcony view of the drizzle on Dublin Bay.