Wednesday 19th November 2003
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Sumo blends in |
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Bryan, Trudie and
Colin |
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Ally and Sooz in
O'Reillys for lunch |
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Sumo in
self-portrait mode (again) |
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The outside of
O'Reillys |
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Colin, Sumo and
Helen relaxing with a beer in a very, very posh shopping centre |
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Looking across
Dam Square |
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Helen and Colin
getting torn into the Boswandlieg |
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Ally drinking
from the vase |
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Our matchday
table in the Cafe Belgique |
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Ally Ewan, Helen
and the Milngavie Boys, discussing "specialist" films |
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Across the bar
(Helmut and Brian are in the corner) |
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Dam Sqaure by
night |
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Moving across Dam
Square |
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Colin
tries on some clogs for size (Schalke 04, funnily enough) |
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Our barman friend
in Wynand Fockink |
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Ally Ewan finds
his level, having both been physically slung out of the pub |
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On our way into
the Arena |
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Following a river
of orange across the car park |
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He knows when
he's been tango-ed |
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Inside the Arena
before kick-off |
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Looking across
the Scotland support |
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Sumo and Colin
stagger in and try to find their seats |
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The band lines up
for the anthems |
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The one and only
time our wee man got inflated (before the game) |
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Beating the
crowd? Joining the throng on the stairs on 70 minutes |
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The crowds on the
station platform |
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Dam Square after
the match |
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Yan, Grant and
Helen in Dam Square (we were on our way to bed!) |
The Aftermath
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To tell the
truth, this is partially the aftermath of Norway in August, but these
photos were taken after the Amsterdam game |
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I've since been
to a chiropodist, who couldn't work out what it was until after he went
at it with a sander. It's a blood-blister with a callous,
apparently. |