Found him!!!! After a final scout around town I took the metro back towards the campsite where low and behold I came across Titch sleeping rough. He was in a bad way. Delirious, confused and smelling like an old stray. He said he’d been hanging out with a gang of Mexican Spaniels who were mates of Juan Pablo’s and that they were going to hitch a ride to the next England game. It’s good to have him back. After a good bath, a brush of his coat and some flea powder he’ll be ready for the match. We need a result to go top of group. COME ON ENGLAND!!!!