January 20, 2010 at 7:43 am Leave a comment

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Why can’t continental Europeans (to differentiate them from us Brits) cook bacon? It always comes cooked crisped to death. It is like a doggy chew and I am sure that it is indigestible so that when it comes out it is like sh***ing razor blades…..Certainly not like mother used to make.

Maybe it has something to with that incessant 1980s rock ballads that you hear everywhere you go. Foreigner and Pat Benatar are alive and kicking on the streets of downtown Prague for sure, and, in every Mercedes taxi cab from Amsterdam to Istanbul.

benatarWell, the bacon may have spoilt my fried eggs for breakfast but the radio in the taxi to work made me feel like a teenager again………

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