I know, I know I sound like an old whingebag…..

I have been tonight to a Korean Buddhest Monk restaurant in old Seoul – it certainly wasn’t full of westerners so one has to imagine it’s pretty authentic. It was 100% vegetarian and the dancing was 100% Korean.

I know I whinge on about being away from home but as always it has been an honour and a pleasure to experience some of my host country’s hospitality.

This amazingly beautiful woman was one of three who performed a number of Korean folk dances for us and the other guests at the restaurant. I did ask if it was put on for the ‘westerners’ but was told ‘No, it’s an every day feature of life in this place.’

We had a fabulous (vegetarian Buddhest Monk) meal, followed by drinks in our hotel – nice but out of town. I am exceedingly pissed on red wine and it’s now 2.30am and my body clock thinks its 6.30pm. I have been invited to a colleague’s room for the European Cup Final and I am seriously considering it despite having been awake now for more than 48 hours without sleep.

I must be mad.

DMs advice is lots of water then bed. He’s right of course.

It’s always the same – I love the culture, I love the people but I wish I could sleep with DM.

My friends and colleagues are charming, my hosts are impeccable and my world would be complete if it had David in it.

Life’s a bitch!

Last year I posted my worst pic in ages...two years ago, after I'd posted this pic a psychotic woman asked if it was a portrait of her.....make of that what you will..