Rugby rugby rugby! Yay for England, of course I never had any doubts that we’d beat the French, nope not even one! We attempted to make the usual early morning journey to the Sports Cafe to see the game but it was closed! We were shocked but could very much still believe it, Kiwis don’t care about rugby when they lose, so we had to go to the Courtenay Arms instead, which is an English bar. There was a great atmosphere in there, it was packed and there were even a dozen or so Frenchmen (and women) in there too and a good time was had by all. Throughout the game there was a significant vocal minority of whining Kiwis complaining about how ugly the England team play but if ugly = winning then I can’t see any reason to complain or change. They’re still so bitter about losing to what they’re increasingly referring to as a ‘poor French side’. Surely they couldn’t have been that bad if they managed to beat what the New Zealanders are decreasingly referring to as ‘greatest side in the world, ever’.
Anyhow, it’s still good to be having all the glory and I’ve no idea at all about the final. Hopefully we can get some points and take it from there.
Last Friday, I went to a club called Mighty Mighty with Holly and saw a powerpop band called The Tweeks who are from Dunedin and I enjoyed them quite a lot. They were supported by Libra Accord, who I think are from Auckland (don’t hold that against them), who were probably better (in my opinion) and played music some like to describe as electric folk. Together with $12 jugs of Mac’s Gold, a very good night was had. Holly went out later with some of the others to a couple of pubs but I just wanted to head back to the hostel and see what poor excuse for a film was on Sky Movies.
Today, Tuesday, we (Holly, Matt and myself) have just come back from the cinema where we saw The Devil Dared Me To, which is about a stunt man and it is probably the best film to define New Zealand and New Zealanders. It’s really daft, funny and has a good sense of humour, it’s good to see the North and South Islands making jokes at each other’s expense.
Apart from all that, not much else is happening. Welly is still very windy but getting quite warm now too, we get about 6 or 7 different types of weather each hour so that adds variety to the day at least.
Mark has a place now so it’s only me and Holly left in the hostel but I really like it here, we’ve been at base since we arrived in Welly and we know everyone here so things are going well, which is nice. I’m off to see what wonderful programming is on the TV, wish me luck.
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Four Fox Sake – the owld phartz triumph again! The foxes have obviously retired?
As an extinguished former member of the “Front Row Union” – where salad-dodging was a skill that took many years to perfect; [Another was to master the forgotten knack of breaking wind having consumed a gallon or so of Guinness and having had a dodgy curry] it is gratifying to finally see an English Team play the game the way it should be ……… the forwards play with the ball for a while until they get tired – or what a fight – then they let the pretty boys have it for a while until they get their breath back.
Woe betide any pretty who misuses the Trust the salad dodgers place in them by doing anything daft with the ball
Bo**ocks to them!
An old joke I know – but one that is worth using ……..
What do you call 7th and 8th place play-off in the 2007 World Cup?
The Bledisloe Cup!
Owld Phart signing off until after the final!