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Vintage Wednesday (circa 2001)

Date sent: 23 May 2001
Subject line: Sharks rule!
Age: 18 years and two months
Time in London: Five months


"As I type this I'm looking out the window and having to pinch myself to make sure I'm really in England! The sun is shining -YES shining - and....wait for it....it's actually warm, not just decent, but hot...a whole 27 degrees! YAHOO,YIPPEE,ABOUT BLOODY TIME! The cherry on the top: its been like this for an entire 3 days...its amazing how much good weather is appreciated after months of constant cloud drippage.

On the academic front I can't believe my A levels are almost over. In about a month I write my first art history exam, only 2 exams in a whole month (after St.Andrews its heaven!). I'm already half way through my art practical painting which'll determine my final exam mark & its actually semi-decent. Looking back, 6 months raced by and I survived, I survived missing everyone, moving 6000 miles away and I survived the London transport system. Would someone gimme a noddy badge??? he he he he he :)

My good mood can also be attributed to the fact that the Sharks 'butchered' the Cats and made rugby history by making the super 12 final. YEEEEE-HAAAA, I guess they've made up for last year's shocker of a season. I actually went 
to watch the game at the Springbok bar in Covent Garden which was a jol.



Major vibe, major fun, very loud, LOTSA other South Africans. I also bumped into the head boy of my primary school 'class of '95'. It's amazing how small the world actually is! It turns out that at least three other people from primary school are over on a gap year so it was cool seeing them again.

Plans for my summer holiday are in full swing. I have my ticket, we've semi-finalised accomodation and I'm counting down the days. We're spending 3 weeks in Italy, floating from Rome to Florence to Milan and maybe to Capri if we can get sorted. Maybe I'll finally see myself with a tan again...my poor skin's looking remarkably English! There's another bonus to the holiday thing : any self-respecting female has to go summer holiday shopping...a few new bikinis, a few more little outfits...etc etc. You see, I'll always be a Sandtonian!!!"

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