Only twenty eight hours till Wasps

This is my first entry and I will give a brief introduction to the author of this blog.

I have been living in Madrid for nearly eight years, I spent my first 23 in Ireland being educated in what one might believe to be institutions of the advantaged. Off to lovely London in the late eighties of emigration where my time was spent in the not so high flying world of insurance during the day and the pubs of an evening.
On my return to Dublin a little more time in insurance convinced one that ther was a life in another direction. A TEFL qualification and a few months on the dole when suddenly an opportunity to become a teacher in a Spanish school in Bray, Co. Wicklow was to change my life forever.
After a number of years teaching , I headed down Iberia way where I know reside and work north of Madrid with weekends spent in central Madrid watching rugby and sipping beer with an odd collection of ex-pats.

Only twenty-six hours till my beloved Leinster face Wasps in the R.D.S. As Ross would say Come on Drico and the boys¡