Bad food, inappropriate men and funny friends precede brilliant Russians - a brief story of Brussels 2012
There are some unexpected recurring themes in my gymnastics holidays: bad food, inappropriate men, funny friends and brilliant Russians. As this is a diary of my Brussels experience as much as a story about the European Championships, I will provide you with an update of how Tracey and I are getting on here, as well as some links to interesting information about today's junior team competition, which the Russians won quite brilliantly. First of all, let me show you a picture. Snack acquired at Le Roy d'Espagne, Grand Place, Brussels, Belgium Let me take my earlier statement a little further, and propose the hypothesis that bad food and inappropriate men precede brilliant Russians. We first established this possible link in Stuttgart, when an order of lasagne turned out to be the worst culinary disaster of our lifetime. (I have never had to carve pasta before or since.) Secondly, in Athens, a self-described 'very bold, very audacious' Georgian gentleman pr...