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Forza Italia!!!! Forza Italia!!!! Forza Italia!!!! Forza Italia!!!!

They won! They bloody won!

My mother is happy, my other half 'accepts' it wasn't a total waste of cash and so our relationship survives [to live another day] and I have something over the 3 French bods in the agency who have been walking around with a smug look on their face all last week!

Does life actually get any better than this?

Errrrm, I hope so - but at least I can do a 14 hour plane journey without a sense of depression.

Thank you Russell, thank you Russell's friends, that you God and anyone else who is 'up there'.

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!

So Rob, did my rituals worked out or not???

You should be grateful to the ten people who gathered at my place dressed exactly like they were when we played Germany, who sat in the same exact places they were sitting when we played Germany and who drank exactly the same quantity of beer we drank when we played Germany (well probably a bit more).

Your life is safe and back on the right tracks, thanks to us.

Luca - you are my personal God.

I am going to bestow the 'cynic charter of greatness award' on you [it's a real award we give to people we like] so give me an email or something [I am at [email protected]] and I'll get it sorted.

I owe my life ... or at least my happiness ... to you. A jobs yours if you ever want it - and I don't care if my partners say 'No', haha!

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