Couldn’t help noticing that Holland won the semi final game against Uruguay last night. There was dancing in the street (our street); genuine jubilation; en masse trumpet blowing; drivers (even bus drivers) tooting their horns; people pedalling their bikes with Holland’s’ National flying off their backs; singing; fancy dress; strangers, young and old of different ethnic backgrounds revelling together in the street (our street!) Sean and I were conspicuous in the crowd by our non orange apparel. I’ll go shopping today for something to wear for the final on Sunday but I’ve been told all orangewear has been sold out. The Dutch would love to play and beat Germany in the final for two reasons. In 1974, Holland lost to the German’s in the World Cup final and in 1940; well I won’t mention the war.
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