13 June 2010

Blow me

I was hoping to enjoy the daily highlights of the World Cup, but find the endless blowing of horns, which I gather are called vulvazelas, unbearable. It totally drowns out the roar of the crowd that normally cues me to look up from my laptop.

It's the same whenever Pakistan comes to play cricket in England. How is it possible to take pleasure from making such an endless, pointless, irritating noise?

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