Ya know what I hate?
The smell of cigarette smoke that clings to your hair and skin and clothes after going out.
We went to watch the Manchester/Barça game at a local bar (we seem to have brought the Maple Leaf curse over with us...Barça can't do ANYTHING these days).
It was smokey.....
What a foul stink you carry home.
I am typing with a towel on my head and a complete change of clothes. The girls were too tired and went to bed with the foul odour floating gassing off them.