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It’s been a long time, old friends …

Since the last update I got engaged in a pub, went to an Irish wedding and imported a British car from Greece to Belgium.

In Malta, police sergeant Sant has been thrown into prison for beating up an old French lady. The French are boycotting Maltese products, which is requiring no great changes in purchasing behaviour.

Malta - nul points.

The thirty-odd “foreigners” (and not thirty odd foreigners) who were arrested for wearing underwear in Malta have been found “not guilty” of running a brothel.

No shit.

The judge’s comments made me proud to be Maltese. He said that everybody has the right to dignity, presumably even lap-dancing scum, and that the police not letting them wear any clothes over their thongs in order to be able to take photos of them was “a crass excuse”. He didn’t say what it was a crass excuse for, but presumably even Maltese policemen don’t get half-naked Eastern Europeans in the backs of their patrol cars very often …

“Nowadays, he noted, we see women in g-stings on beaches and, although some may not like this, it was a fact that the younger generation was more daring.”

The Bloggies have been launched.

I expect all Maltese nationals living away from home to vote for me in exchange for this information.

And once again, I’ve missed a trick. The number of discussions I’ve had over the years about exporting Kinnie (favourite soft drink of the fattest people in Europe) off the rock to Brussels never came to anything. Now I’ve been beaten to it.

Back to the drawing board.