socks

everyone in south africa seems like they're having so much fun, even people that i had previously thought were Robots.  it really does seem like the whole country is very happy and into it, which is so nice. football is such a different thing here. people take it desperately seriously, especially where I live, and you sort of worry much more about how badly they will take it if england doesnt win. which of course they won't. 

on saturday we went to go watch england and america at this pub called the abbey down the road from my house. the abbey is about as Cool as it gets in north london, which is not very, but still there were loads of vibey people with haircuts and pants and bags and things. in other words, it was packed with the kind of people that you wouldn't necessarily expect to be REALLY SERIOUSLY into football.

well.

at the beginning of the match there was a vague crowd shot and the camera lingered a bit lovingly on David Beckham's excited little face, and everyone in the abbey clapped and clapped and clapped. just at the sight of his face. he wasn't even playing, just sitting there in his little suit and watching. and they weren't doing it in a way of cool clapping. they were doing it in a way of let's all give this great man the respect he deserves. and then when america scored a goal and DB jumped to his feet in horror looking very sad, the entire crowd again clapped and went "awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww."

that's how into it they were. they lost it at the mere sight of david beckham. I'm very interested to see what happens when the country's hopes are dashed yet again. 

if i was writing a letter now i would say

"and meanwhile i continue to feel like i am missing out a bit by not being there, and hope that everyone keeps having such a sweet time.

Yours as ever,

Rosie"