Yesterday was National Cleavage Day in South Africa. The Bermuda cricket team are based in an area with a large student population, it's like being at Wimbledon.
Romaine's domain.
Bermuda's cricketers are spending much of this next week with English fielding coach Julian Fountain, who is teaching them a new throwing technique.
Irving Romaine fancies himself as something of a fielding specialist, after one throw, he threw his hat into the air and charged around screaming 'that's championship quality, this is Romaine's Domain, you guys can't come close'.
His belief in his own skills were only enhanced when Shannon Rayner's attempt sailed high and wide of it's intended target.
Another successful completion led him to declare that the rest of the group where just throwing for second place.
His constant banter eventually got to Rayner who told him to shut up. But Romaine's clowning around highlights something about the Bermuda squad this week.
There is an atmosphere of enjoyment, coupled with hard work, everyone is very focused, something perfectly highlight by that fact that every single player was up at 7am without fail, ready to start their day.
Now if Romaine could put as much energy into throwing the ball hard, as he does into clowning around, then he might be a danger in Namibia after all.
But I don't want two pizzas.
As mentioned above the Hatfield area of Pretoria has a high student population, and consequently lots of the restaurants have special two-for-one offers on most of their menus.
In the case of Roman Pizzas however, all the pizzas are two-for-one, even if you're sat in the restaurant on your own.
I didn't realize this when I sat down and looked through the menu, and so when I placed my order is when the real trouble started.
Explaining to the waitress that, no, I didn't want my second free pizza proved to be a challenge, the conversation went along the lines of:
Can I have this supreme pizza please? And what second one would you like? I don't want a second one. But it's free. That's ok, I don't want it. But the till won't let me put through one pizza on it's own. Well charge me for both (60 rand, less than $10), and give me only one. That's robbery, why don't you have this vegetarian pizza? I don't want it. It's very good, you could keep it for later.
Now the continual insistence that I have two pizzas led me to two conclusions. Firstly, I look like I could eat two pizzas at one sitting, which is true, and why I not only skipped a starter, but also the reason I only wanted one.
Or, secondly, the waitress could not physically comprehend that I didn't want free stuff. It was probably a combination of the two.
Either way, I gave up at that point of the conversation, and sure enough a second pizza was brought in a take out box, along with my original order.
It sat on the corner of the table as I ate my dinner, staring at me, mocking me, until I caved and ate two slices of the extra pizza. I left the rest.
