Friday, 14 October 2011

Another dilemma in the LCM household

Guess what? This is not about work. I just wanted to make that clear. You never know who might get the wrong end of the stick, purposely or otherwise.

This is about that all-consuming passion that is currently causing no end of grief in the LCM household.

Rugby. More precisely the Rugby World Cup

We have a slight dilemma in that there are a few countries we can legitimately support.

  1. Wales (OH)
  2. England (children, by birth; LCM by length of service)
  3. Australia (LCM by birth and parentage; children by nationality)
  4. Ireland (OH by ancestry)
  5. Italy (LCM by parentage; children by nationality; OH by default and love of fast cars)
  6. New Zealand (LCM by ancestry)
Given that nos. 2, 4 and 5 are now out of contention, we are left with 1, 3 and 6.
So far, so good. 
Tomorrow we will all be up at the crack of dawn to watch the Welsh (whose national anthem I can sing but still make a hash of the words, although not as bad as one John Redwood MP when Secretary of State for Wales) slaughter the French.

And then. 

Then it becomes a tad more awkward. If the All Blacks beat the Wallabies, so be it. 
I will swear allegiance to the dragon and cheer for the Welsh lads, if for no other reason than the pleasure of ogling James Hook's thighs.

However, if the reverse is true and the final on October 23rd sees Australia pitted against Wales, I fear there may be some serious repercussions chez maison LCM.With three offspring, there will never be an even distribution in the cheering squad.

I might have to resort to cheap bribery drastic measures.

Okay kids, see this arm height? Yes?
This is how many tubs of ice cream mummy will
give you if you cheer for the right team, okay?


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