Rugby and the weekend.

I was so proud of my mother country this weekend, and actually had a tear in my eye when the 'bokke' lifted President Thabo Mbeki on their shoulders and he lifted the world cup! Wow, what a wonderful experience and a wonderful game! Well done guys, you've done us proud!

And as for England:

What is red and white and goes BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP?

The English victory bus reversing back into the 'grudge' !

Hope y'all have a fruitful day now,

TTFN

Weekend/Rugby/Home/Hubby!

The weekend was spent with little else in mind than the fact that my trip to SA for the end of this week had to be cancelled due to urgent work that needs to take place here in Nairobi, meaning that it will be another few weeks before I get to see my man again. I cannot tell y'all how dissapointed I am. And telling him on Friday night over the phone was worse... We both miss each other so much it hurts, and then this. Really don't know how much longer I can stand not being with him all the time. He is such a pillar in my life, keeping everything in balance. It just feels pretty crappy to be away from 'home' at the moment. Also does not help that I'm tired and a little overworked at the mo...



Otherwise, I spent some time this weekend catching the world cup rugby semi finals between France and England, and South Africa and Argentina. I must be completly honest, rugby is not my favourite sport (Cricket is!) but I do love to watch 'my boys' play. And did they play! It was not the 'prettiest' rugby match I've ever seen, but the guys really did use every oppertunity given them by Argentina. Now for the weekend and the final!



Will be planning a trip to SA for a weekend soon. This weekend and next will not be possible, but maybe I can fly down for the weekend after that, even if it's only for Saturday and Sunday. Really just need to be close to my man for a bit. After all, it's only a four hour flight. (Plus an hour in traffic to the airport in Nairobi, plus two hours for check in, plus an hour in Johannesburg to get trought passport control, plus an hour in traffic to Pretoria...)

Hope y'all have a fruitful day, filled with love.

TTFN

Crouch, Touch, Pause... ENGAGE!

The rugby world cup is about to start soon, and as a good 'Souf Efrikan' boytjie, I will be watching most games in anticipation to see how my 'bokke' perform. To be honest, not really too excited about their prospects, but will still support them with all my heart...

The caption for the pic on the left is:

Crouch, Touch, Pause... ENGAGE! (Really 'tickled' my funny bone!)

Makes me think of my 'youth' to an extent as well. You see, I spent my high school years in an Afrikaans High School in the years when segregation was still 'the law' in SA, and as a warm blooded afrikaans boytjie, you had no real choice in the matter when it came to inclusion in a rugby team - that, or you were branded a 'moffie' (Faggot). Boy, did they make a mistake with me...

I've always been a bit left of centre, and flatly refused to be included in a rugby team. (In hindsight, I think I would have loved to play the game, but was just trying to be difficult and not a conformist...) So, I chose to play hockey instead, and got branded for it. If they only knew... Would have loved to 'scrum' with a few of the first team rugby players! Now, at least, I enjoy watching the game and enjoy supporting my team. It's also a good way to socialize with friends.

That's all for today folks - now, y'all have a fruitful day, see!

TTFN