It is, however, somewhat reassuring that within minutes of the match ending, my Sitemeter page is full of searches for 'dogging' in various English towns.
I think it somehow displays the Blitz Spirit that all around England people are standing up from the sofa, draining the last dregs of piss poor lager (or, in our case, Chablis Premier Cru) and saying, "By 'eck England lost in a plucky fight against the Portuguese. Ay up me duck, let's cheer usselves up with a spot of exhibitionist random group sex in a car park. Let's see what Lush Gert has to offer us today..."
