Working and Living in South Africa
Looks like Gauteng’s weather will play the game for today’s one day match, SA vs England at Supersport Park, Centurion.
The match starts at 10am, although coverage begins at 9.30am.
Apparently no rain is expected in the Gauteng area today. YAYYY!
Jacques Kallis is out for the rest of the series…which could be a good thing.
Hashim Amla will open the batting with Graeme Smith.
This week’s You magazine shows some of our national cricketers out with their girlfriends.
They were at a cocktail party at Montecasino to welcome the English cricket team to SA.
Captain Graeme Smith and new girlfriend Brigitte Sarembock were apparently very much in love holding hands and kissing each other.
Seeing how private Smithy usually is, could he be sending an”over and out” or even a more explicit “snowball’s chance in hell” message to the newly single Minkie?
What a week!
That Ras Dumisani anthem story pretty much set the tone for the whole week.
Loads of blog traffic (yayy! And thanks!).
But otherwise the rest of the week’s craziness just continued in the spirit of Ras Dumisani.
First the great weather in Cape Town made those of us who love summer just a bit giddy.
We went from mid winter to mid summer within hours. Bu the weather gods were immediately forgiven!
I went on an all day course Wednesday…supposedly. Except that I finished it in 90 minutes. And it would have been quicker had I not spent half the time on my phone surfing the net.
I contemplated going back to the office, but sanity prevailed. (I confessed to our team manager afterwards!)
Somewhere along the line I heard that Johnny Depp was voted People Magazine’s sexiest man alive? What were those people smoking?
Depp seems like a nice guy, but I don’t find him attractive at all.
Thursday was our office lunch. We went to a nice restaurant in Claremont and had a good time. Not that I’m keen on office outings.
Our main function will be dinner and Mark Lottering in the Three Wiser men at the Baxter in December. This I am excited for!
Speaking of actors…this week you could not go anywhere – online and offline – and not be subjected to New Moon and it’s actors.
It already broke box office records and it’s not even Saturday proper in the US!
Still three more weeks before this working year ends.
As for blogging – the show must go on.
Maybe Ras Dumisani did us all a favour when the SA National Anthem was Butchered in France last Friday evening.
Yes, he gave some of us a good laugh with his rendition of Nkosi Sikele Afrika – and he was even funnier on Gareth Cliff’s show this morning, when he tried to prove that he could sing the anthem. (He couldn’t!)
I was laughing so hard during that interview. Not an easy feat first thing on a week day morning. His righteous indignation was even funnier than the singing.
More importantly though, Dumisani’s and his massacring of our revered national athem, held up a mirror to the rest of us South Africans who don’t know the complete national anthem.
How many times have we heard the anthem been sung at local sports matches – heard mumbling during the first half of the anthem and then “uit die blou van onse hemel” belted out?
Who are we to then to so critical of Ras Dumisani who (according to my Xhosa speaking colleague) sang the wrong words to the entire anthem. Not just the Afrikaans and English parts.
Why was there such anger leveled against Dumisani when on any given test match Saturday more than half the crowd doesn’t know the complete anthem?
I know I’m definitely guilty as charged and not laughing as loudly as before.
OMW! That video of the national anthem before the SA vs France rugby match is something else!
It was also the funniest thing I’ve seen in a while.
Bryan Habana’s disbelieving grin and Schalk Burger’s look of horror was priceless.
Sorry Springboks! But it was hilarious to me.
The man, called Ras Dumisani, couldn’t hold a note, yet he described himself as South Africa’s best reggae ‘singer’.
The French blame the South African embassy for recommending the man.
Though the embassy denies this saying they gave the French a list of South African singers living in France.
Now they have half of South African rugby supporters laughing ourselves silly, while the other half are furious, demanding we declare war on France.
The rugby result was far from funny mind you.
