I was feeling pretty apathetic about the football until I got home from work and L. announced he would be commandeering the remote control from 7 till 10pm this evening. He almost had a seizure when I mentioned that The Apprentice was on at 9 o’clock and that I was rather keen on watching that. So now I am sulking in the other room, though I can hear the TV through the thin walls of this flat. Since he’s a Man U fan, I’m now really hoping that Chelsea win. Plus Frank Lampard is an Essex boy and José Mourinho is pretty sexy and did funny things. (Yes, I know he’s not the manager anymore (before someone points that out) but it’s another reason to support the blues). It’s 1-0 to Manchester United at the moment… not looking good.
Oooh! Oooh! I think Chelsea may have scored! I can hear the cheers and L. is being strangely silent.
Half time. Can’t believe I am writing about football. I never watch it – unless it’s an international game.
45 minutes left. I wonder if it’s worth watching the end of The Apprentice or whether I should watch it on-line? I was so looking forward to seeing it today. My allegiances have changed completely now. I think Raef is cool, in spite of his strange eyes, and I have a soft spot for Lucinda. I’ve gone off Alex … and Michael has turned out to be a complete wally (cf. the whole Halal/Kosher debacle).
Changing the subject, I tried to introduce the concept of emailing to my Bangladeshi students today (five women in their early twenties). It turned out to be a real palaver! They have only just begun to use computers – the first time we used them in class, they didn’t know how to turn them on. It took the whole afternoon to help them set up a hotmail account each, and for them to get the knack of writing an email and pressing send. They kept typing in each others’ email addresses incorrectly (e.g. using spaces where none were required) and clicking on all sorts of things that they shouldn’t, so I spent half the afternoon closing down ‘On-line Poker’ pop-ups.
And after all the effort, I don’t think they could really see the point of emailing someone in the same room! My suggestion that they could use it to keep in touch with family back home didn’t seem to hold much appeal, either… I think they kind of enjoyed it, though … Maybe one day they’ll see the emailing light.
3 minutes of the match left. It’s going to extra-time. Oh dear, looks like I won’t be seeing the end of The Apprentice after all, then.
Post-match analysis: OK, I admit it. In the end, it was quite exciting with the penalties and everything. And I’m not that bothered about Chelsea losing as I only really started supporting them this evening in an act of rebellion! Still annoyed about missing The Apprentice, though. Need to try to avoid speaking to anyone about it before I get to see it – don’t want to know who got fired!