Why, six nations rugby of course.
Today- Scotland versus Wales.
As you already know, I'm the one with Scottish roots.
What you may not know, is that The Writer is of Welsh origin.
It all started amicably.
It always does. We settled down with beer, our favourite rugger shirts, dug out from the back of the wardrobe, and a 'do not disturb sign' blu-tacked to the front door.
But it didn't take long for it all to go wrong.
Sy is torn between the telly and the computer, leaping to his feet every so often to punch the air and punch a few letters on the keyboard in one fluid movement.
I, on the other hand, have not moved.
That's a lie- i moved to collect the laptop from the kitchen, and am typing this as i peer half-heartedly across the top of the laptop at the telly, because once again, i have lost the will to live, and can't bear to watch the match in full screen.
We are losing.
Of course.
There may be a miracle....but i'm not hopeful.
There are 15 minutes left to play. If by some chance Scotland win, i will get very drunk.
And as you know, i don't get drunk very often as i get into all sorts of trouble.
But If Wales win (again), then i might have to leave the house for a little while.
Sy tells me that Wales wear red 'So the blood doesn't show'.
The point is, whose blood is he talking about..?
I know whose it will be in this house.
Till next time,
Shakespeare's Housekeeper xx
Sunday, 8 February 2009
What's the name of the game...?
Written by The one Who Holds Everything Together
Shakespeare's Housekeeper
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Sunday, February 08, 2009
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Yup, if you support Scotland you have to be prepared to almost always be supporting the losing team.
ReplyDeleteIt's a cross we all have to bear!
Ooooh Kat, you are so right....condolences sent across the waves to you. Again.
ReplyDeleteSHxx
I hope all goes well. Good luck
ReplyDeleteSo....did you get very drunk?:)
ReplyDeleteha ha. It's true about the Welsh.
ReplyDeleteI just found your 10 interesting things challenge. (I've been out of the loop for a while) I responded on my blog...only because it came from you.
Hello Caroline and Bow of Eros!
ReplyDeleteSorry, been away from the 'puter for a day or two.
Well- I have to stand with the Welsh...and they are standing rather well at the moment.
Keep it up, Boyos!
Charmaine!
FAB to have you back daaahling!
Thanks for the compliment.
SHxxx