World Cup widow
I ’m married to an Italian. That means he only wants to talk about three things: food, fashion and football. So you can imagine how my life is going to be for the month after the World Cup kicks off. Dinner will be early. The remote control will be permanently glued to my husband’s hand. Discussions will need to be carefully timed so they don’t interfere with the prematch build-up, the game (of two halves and no there’s no talking at half-time in case there’s some crucial expert analysis) and the post-match autopsy. Days off will have to be planned around important matches, and sleep will only be taken when there are no matches – there’s a big time difference you know!
And let’s not even start about trying to make decisions on anything if Italy lose or don’t qualify.
I’m not alone though – around the world there will be millions of World Cup widows trying to get through the month. That’s why I’ve decided to embrace the beautiful game and make it a fun, family event. Our children get two teams to support – Italy and England – and will no doubt get to face the agony that is penalty shoot-outs.
If you need help on how to survive the World Cup, turn to page 42, and check out Silvena Rowe’s delicious game night bites on page 86.
We’ve dedicated this entire issue to football – enjoy! Let me know what you think.