Dafternoon (noun): The period immediately before an early evening braai during which you engage in foolish behaviour, play football in ridiculous heat, come home and drink far too much Black Label and chat with friends under the trees.
It was a great day. The football was fun, the beer was cold and the company was, as ever, entertaining.
Given the physical demands of today, tomorrow morning will almost certainly bring a world of pain. But it was worth it.
With a different Hillsborough whitewash out today and Julius chatting to the disenfranchised members of the SANDF, I’d rather have been far, far away from news and social media sites today. But since I wasn’t, I hid under a thick layer of music. Here is some of it.
Only a couple of weeks til The 2nd Law comes out and I’m really looking forward to it, but first there’s Battle Born to enjoy.
September might not have been a great month for news, but it promises to be a memorable one music-wise.
What with one thing and another, but mainly just one thing, I never got around to uploading those photos from yesterday and so, no, you can’t see them.
I did test my new RunMix 02 today. It was a weird run.
Usually, when I’m getting tired, I tell my legs that I want them to keep going and then they keep going. This morning, they were being totally ungovernable. I was unimpressed.
I also discovered that running while listening to music can be quite dangerous. Not the whole “you might not hear a car coming” thing – I mean, how’s that going to help you anyway? I’d rather not know I’m going to die. Horribly. Under the wheels of an ageing Toyota Corolla.
No, the danger comes when you’re heading downhill (steep downhill) and Muse’s Map of the Problematique comes on. I couldn’t slow down. Does the 60kph speed limit only apply to vehicles? I could have stuck that song on repeat and run forever.
So here’s my question for you – what other songs will give me that feeling?
I sense a sub-10 minute Two Oceans coming up in 2013…
A day dominated by buying a car (a really awesome car that cost way too much money) and saying goodbye to my runabout of the last 8 years. I shall miss him. That said, the new car is bigger, better and has (amongst other features) a camera on the back to assist with reversing. The image from the camera pops up on the rear view mirror which is a little bit unnecessary, but is also ridiculously cool and the kids want to see it all the time. Sadly, they don’t realise that I have to put the car into reverse for it to activate and that this is not an option at 100kph (forwards) on the M3.
A day also dominated by football. I only managed to catch one match (well, so far anyway, he said, eagerly eyeing the La Liga fixtures of the evening ahead), but what a match: Man City 3-2 Southampton. Oh, how I missed the beautiful game over the winter. And oh, how my wife’s TV watching is going to be sharply curtailed during the upcoming months.
Finally, as promised yesterday, getting the photos from our trip up Table Mountain up onto Flickr.
Yes, lots of touristy photos, but I seem to have some unwritten duty to promote Cape Town. Not that it needs my help on days like yesterday. It was absolutely stunning up on top of the big flat rock…
Slightly belatedly, but still amusing in the extreme is this Time.com article: The Worst Ever Opening Ceremonies. As they state:
The goal is to put on a show that wows the world and doesn’t embarrass the host nation.
But that doesn’t always happen.
Please enjoy then:
Fortunately, there doesn’t seem to be any readily available footage of that last one, which unlike London 2012’s efforts, really was beyond pathetic.