is going to be the theme of my evening.

My Man suddenly appeared and presented me with a Moscow Mule to accompany my blogging.

A cocktail which originated in the United States, where I went last autumn. And by a happy coincidence I was sorting through my photos earlier and came across the ones of that trip.

Moscow reminds me of last night's euro game between Russia and Holland which was breathtakingly exciting.

Which reminds me that the Italy and Spain quarter-final kicks off soon.

Which reminds me that I had better get started on dinner. Which is going to be Thai Green Chicken Curry.

With a chilled French rosé, one of the last remaining bottles, sadly, from our trip to France.

Which reminds me that I need to check to see if I have any leftover euros for my holiday in Austria.

Which reminds me I had better resume my german language lessons so I can ask for vital things like 'where is the bus stop?' and 'what time is dinner?'.

Which reminds I still haven't started the evening meal yet.

Which reminds me that the Moscow Mule is nearly finished and I shouldn't be here.

And that this travel thread is completely tenuous, since I was actually listening to Oasis when I started this post.