Seemed an apt title for this quota photo post, since sleep was at a premium last night thanks to our baby daughter.
Barely hanging on…
Shame, the poor thing was really struggling with a snotty nose and (probably) the after effects of a vaccination she had last week. That’s not her, by the way. That’s a butterfly hanging onto my windscreen wiper on the way through Diep River earlier this week. K-pu has fewer wings. And she’s slightly larger. Also, she tends to travel in the car.
But anyway, unhappy was the word of the night. That, and awake. Thus, tired is the word of the day.
I used to be so sensible on my own
Now I’m so sensitive it’s a joke
I’m getting by on decibels like a drug
And greet every brand new day with a shrug
I’m barely hanging on
Snow Patrol are my drug of choice right now. Hands Open and Open Your Eyes. Keeping me going. Just.
However, when it all seems to be too much of a struggle, there’s always something to make it all worthwhile.
Like the fact that tomorrow is (another) public holiday in South Africa. Or even that today is our wedding anniversary. Which is nice, cos I love my Mrs 6000 very much.
And if that little butterfly could hang on all the way from Grassy Park to Bergvliet, then surely – whatever challenges your day holds – you can overcome them.
OK, so the butterfly actually turned out to be a bit dead on arrival, but theoretically, the principle still stands.
Dear Mr 6000
Your unique ticket request reference is 6000****7
Further to your application for 2010 FIFA World Cup South Africa™ Tickets, your Ticket request has been entered into the Random Selection Draw and processed by the 2010 FIFA World Cup™ Ticketing Centre (the “FWCTC”).
We are delighted to inform you that the Tickets shown below (and also as reflected within your FIFA.com customer account) have now been reserved by the FWCTC for your exclusive benefit.
That’s right – for my exclusive benefit. Not anyone else’s.
I managed to secure tickets for six of the games at the stunningly beautiful Green Point Stadium in Cape Town.
Well, thank you very much Uncle Sepp. I can hardly wait – especially for the much-anticipated Match 30 G4 v G2 on the 21st June at 1330. That should be a blast, since I’ve always had a bit of a soft spot for G4.
Trouble is, I can already see one of two things happening. Either the whole thing is going to be cancelled because of travel restrictions due to swine flu (Sepp Blatter and his cronies being especially vulnerable) or, in a more likely scenario, we’re all going to be completely dead anyway – leaving us more than slightly out of pocket unless we work for FIFA.
How are Mexico doing in their qualifying group, anyway?
Well, many thanks to both of you loyal readers who nominated me in the 2009 SA Blog Awards. Because of the time and effort you put in (4 clicks and an anti-spam code, I think it was) together with the large lump of cash that I sent through to Glenn Agliotti (no – he’s not a judge, but he has influence, ok?) I find myself a finalist in two categories:
- Best Original Writing On A South African Blog and
- Best Personal Blog
I’d like to think that my “composition, attention to detail, advanced levels of subject investigation” in my “diary type blog of a personal lifestory nature” would mean that if there were an award for the Best Original Writing On A South African Personal Blog, I’d have it sewn up already like Helen Zille has the Best White Woman In Charge Of A South African Opposition Party Beginning With D award in her back pocket. Sadly, there isn’t such a category and thus I’m going to have to slug it out with the Patricia de Lilles and Bantu Holomisas of the South African blogosphere.
Of course, this is no bad thing, because this is democratic South Africa, alive with the possibility of finding someone who’ll take a hefty backhander. (I think Brand SA missed a few bits out of that for their official slogan – perhaps wise, but factually inaccurate.)
You can vote by going to the SA Blog Awards site and submitting your vote at the bottom of the page. Or just wait until I stick a widget on here to help you out [I’m currently awaiting widget delivery from the SABA massive]. [EDIT: Widget below] Or do both, from your myriad of email addresses that you really should have consolidated into one handy gmail account. Tell your friends, too and even invite them to tell their friends – start a viral campaign. Remember to use a condom: according to the pope that makes these things spread even faster.
I’m hoping to have some time tomorrow in which to review the finalists and maybe give you some hints and tips as to who else you might like to vote for in the other categories. One which springs immediately to mind (and must be favourite for the win) is blogrollee Po (aka Spindrifting South African SeaMonkey) in the Best Overseas category. So vote for her. And vote for me. Twice.
Thank you for your attention.
WIDGET: Click through and vote for 6k!
Nominations for the 2009 SA Blog Awards are now open (until 14th March) and we at 6000 miles… would appreciate your assistance in nominating this blog by clicking on the rather natty blue dog-tag thing below and following the simple instructions thereafter.
You will then be asked to cast your vote – preferably for us again, please – sometime between the 14th March and the 1st April (no joking) in what could be the biggest poll that South Africa will see this year*.
We’ve done our best to keep you amused, updated, entertained and informed over the past 12 months, never shying away from big issues like Politics, Cyclists, Keith Ledger, Xenophobia, Brussel Sprouts, Julius Malema, Killer Viruses and Mystery Statues.
You don’t have to be in South Africa to vote, unlike some elections we could mention, so please – make your mark for democracy and decent blogging by making 6000 miles… your blog of choice.
EDIT: Check out my annoying arrow in the sidebar. It’s annoying isn’t it?
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Jeremy Clarkson has been to Johannesburg.
And he didn’t get mugged, hijacked, shot, stabbed or killed in any way whatsoever.
I could reproduce the whole article here, but I won’t – click his name if you want that.
Meanwhile, here’s just a little taster.
Jo’burg has a fearsome global reputation for being utterly terrifying, a lawless Wild West frontier town paralysed by corruption and disease. But I’ve spent quite a bit of time there over the past three years and I can reveal that it’s all nonsense.
“Pah,” said the armed guard who’d been charged with escorting me each day from my hotel to the Coca-Cola dome where I was performing a stage version of Top Gear.
Quite why he was armed I have absolutely no idea, because all we passed was garden centres and shops selling tropical fish tanks. Now I’m sorry, but if it’s true that the streets are a war zone, and you run the risk of being shot every time you set foot outside your front door, then, yes, I can see you might risk a trip to the shops for some food. But a fish tank? An ornamental pot for your garden? It doesn’t ring true.
Look Jo’burg up on Wikipedia and it tells you it’s now one of the most violent cities in the world . . . but it adds in brackets “citation needed”. That’s like saying Gordon Brown is a two-eyed British genius (citation needed).
Check the comments – he’s got all the ex-pats into a frenzy. “You didn’t go to Hillbrow”, “You were reading the wrong newspapers”, “You had a guard” etc etc etc. Bless. They hate the fact that they might lose some sympathy points over in Blighty or Ozland when people read this. I’d guess that the most annoying thing for them is that he’s independent, has no agenda here, no need to take one side nor the other – oh – and well read.
Ooh – that’s quite a lot of annoying things. You can see why they’re all upset.
So well done for speaking truthfully, Jezza.
Now – if you’d just let me walk around your lighthouse, we’d all be sorted.
Thanks to MrShallowEndDiver for the heads-up