What better way to start the shooting of my penultimate game than with a bunch of cigar-chewing blokes in drag and a French man showing off his cock. Marvellous..

At least this time, not only were there goals scored (LOTS of goals, thanks to a formidable show from the Dutch team..) but I was also in a new position in the stands looking down on the action. Not being a natural sports photographer, it’s certainly easier to shoot from up there as you can follow the game more and see how things are playing out a little more clearly.

It saves you from being in the crush of things but I have to admit that, compared to the pictures on ground level, the football shots all seemed a little detached. Maybe it’s just because I’m not used to seeing everything and being able to shoot comparatively wide (a 200mm for wide goal mouth stuff and a 400mm for mid-field action).

However, with only one more game and a handful of training sessions to go, I can almost smell the smog of London again. Huzzah! All this Alpine fresh air can kill a man, I tells ya.. Look what it did to Arsene and he’s only 22..