We had a big farewell on Friday night as Dasha had her last day at PWC. What a huge night! By the way I felt on Saturday morning I could tell I’d had a few beers - but not enough rum. Ouch - and it wasn’t the AB’s losing again either.

The crew above are mostly Dasha’s team - Yura, Dash, Ira (friend vs. work mate), Yuliya (both), me and Julia (her manager). A few of my mates also came along as well so we kicked into a big night. One of my mates is Sri Lankan who is married to a local but the neanderthal bouncer struggled with his skin colour and wouldn’t let him in. Unbelievable but there’s not a lot of colour in this part of the world. I made a phone call to one of the owners - who happens to be the kiwi consul, and we got things resolved. Put a damp start on the night but we soon put it behind us.

This week I’ll be back there with my old mgt team for a few beers and food. Should be good - and then that will be it I’d say.

Really looking forward to Turkey - even with the floods they had last week its going to rock just to see Clarky and Renee.

Dash is away in Krivoy Rog for a few days making her wedding dress. Her cousin is a designer so they are knocking something up - puts some pressure on my outfit now!

I am at home as well - with hopefully my last bout of the lurgy before heading home. I am a bit tired and I guess the party on Friday was the last straw - nevermind - bombing with vitamins and she’ll be right.

1 week to go......!!!