I'm still alive!

If some persons think I have disappeared from the surface of the planet, I can comfort you: That rumour is slightly exaggerated. The last weeks have been very busy with several courseworks along with the normal lectures. Also, Elisabeth, her mother and father came for a visit. I was lucky enough to live with Elisabeth on Selfridges Hotel for three nights. I must also admit that since her parents also were there, my hours with shopping was drastically reduced...
I have promised some pictures from the weekend with the boys, and here goes. I guess you regret your interesting grimace on the Valley now, Tommy... :)



All Bar One, Friday evening. Beer in the hand saves the day!




Knut seems to have something fascinating to say. Håvard is a bit sceptic...




Portobello Road, Saturday around 12.30. In about one hour we'll be sitting in a taxi who drives like he has stolen both the car and the petrol. Well, we made it to the stadium in time!




Håvard in front of the world's (?) only Mexican-Polish bistro...




The match. Aston Villa has the corner kick, and you can se Charlton's Norwegian Thomas Myhre as number 36. The match ended 0-0, and Myhre had a good match.




Here are the boys, after watching an unforgettable match between eh... well... two English teams.


Now I'm off to see Man Utd with Robert while having breakfast at Printworks. Then it's coursework all the way. Have a nice day!