There was the usual big crowd to watch the football at Ted and Beryl’s yesterday. It was England against Germany, so the atmosphere was charged with what The Sun would call ‘patriotism’ but which I would call jingoistic, racist, misplaced, neanderthal hatred. I decided not to drink any alcohol, and it made it a very different spectacle. Because I didn’t get caught up in the drunken excited camaraderie I realised how little interest this sport really holds for me, and that was borne out by how unbothered I am that England lost.
As I left to come home for tea, Beryl said “It was a shame we didn’t see your lady friend again today.” We’d be so busy at work last week I’d forgotten to ask Philippa where she was watching it. I’m sure it’s not just coincidence that the matches I have enjoyed watching are the ones that I’ve watched with Philippa…
RC 28-6-10
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