The final

Well at least the Poms disn't win!
Yesterday to the amazement of many (myself included) I bought a South African scarf and have worn it since.
2 reasons; firstly I simply couldn't handle England having 2 world cups when we have one
and secondly after the quarter final losss to France I had 3 Poms poke me in the chest and ask me what it felt like to be a loser.
We have met many people in the last few days (Poms, SA's, French etc) that have all said NZ are the best and have asked us what happened.
Our answer has been stock standard, that is we don't know but it doesn't matter coz we ain't in the final.
This has won us plenty of friends!
We will report on Paris more fully soon but the last couple of days has been about catching up with friends. Yesterday we spent all with Simon and Steph who came over here for the rugby AFTER the AB's got home! They have had a great time and although they went to bed at 11pm Rach and I stayed in their hotel house bar until 4.30am drinking Johhny Waker green label with Jake White's best man and learnt a lot about the upcoming challenges to SA rugby with the TEN minimum black player per team quota next year.
Then before the game we met up with Thorney for a beer or 5 on the Champs des Elyees only 200 metres from the Arc de Triomphe and experienced something only Thorney can provide.
The guy is a friggen superstar!
People just walk up and start taking photos, it is actually quite bizarre to see how people react to him. He is taking us to a cemetery tomorrow that contains , amongst others, Jim Morrison, Edith Piaf, Chopin and Oscar Wilde. Should be interesting!