Bruschetta: the Anti-Christ

When a friend comes back from across the pond, there's only one thing that you can and should do - that's go out and have a legendary night.

Location of choice for said box social? Pub Italia on Preston - and it was quite the epic evening. Despite some no shows, excuse givers and late arrivals, fun times were had by all. A wide variety of the worlds beers were consumed and there was even a guest appearance by the Raspberry Ballin', which is an amazing mixed drink - even though the name leaves something to be desired.

All in all the night went off without a hitch - until Bruschetta entered the picture. Oh Bruschetta... you turn me into everything I despise. Now I walk the walk of shame.

And just FYI: If you spend over a year in England, it's fine if you pick up the lingo and still use it when you're back home, you should just expect to have pennies thrown at you. But if you come back and you don't know who Wayne Rooney is - and you lived a stone's throw from Old Trafford, the home of Manchester United - you are a sad, sad individual.