How to win friends and influence me
Recalling the second-last visit we paid to the same establishment, when an inter-county player of our acquaintance wept openly into a large glass of golden liquid and then drank the contents, an oddly literal expression of disappointment.
We were confirmed in our suspicions that the Burlo was the Bok base when Bakkies Botha drifted past reception like an ocean liner that had slipped its moorings, so we swallowed our cuppa – €3 for a TINY cup, come on! – and headed in to meet Peter de Villiers et al.
