So we have arrived in Wroclaw and after a slightly crazed taxi ride from the airport we are in our hostel room. It transpires that the room is five beds under a six point chandelier (with one bulb blown). The walls are a deep European orange and there is a curled pattern across the ceiling.

Best of all we are two floors up from a bar. Some of us have already taken the opportunity to see it worked. It did.

Earlier the day I had done some homework and bought myself a bottle of dark beer from the new Polish Supermarket down Oxton Road. It seems they are selling something very similar downstairs.

I could find myself liking Wroclaw.