Went to Saturday's Gilet Jaune Protest again.

Made lots of new mates.

Last time the Chavs were in Paris, they racially abused the French.

Everyone me and my French mate spoke to were chuffed that an Englishman was there supporting them.

All we spoke to, whether for 2 or 20 mins, ending up wishing me good luck when we parted ways.

Get home just before kick-off.

Laca and Kos score for us.

If I was a Hindu, I'd call that Karma.

No need to thank me.

MACRON DÉMISSION.

Vive la France.

Liberté, égalité, fraternité.

{And the two GJs in front of me in the queue in the boulangerie laughed when I said in French "If they've sold out of bread, then we'll have to eat brioche."}

Do you reckon if I go and riot in Berlin then Dick Emery will start playing Ozil again?