Town Mouse

The sound of sum­mer

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IN this warm weather, it hasn’t been nec­es­sary to watch the World Cup to gather some­thing of its progress. Dur­ing matches, con­certed roars and groans have re­ver­ber­ated through the streets and open win­dows. The noise is strik­ingly dif­fer­ent from the more fa­mil­iar waves of sound that emanate from the cricket lovers at the nearby Oval. Be­cause the foot­ball fans are dis­persed in front of tele­vi­sions, the cheer­ing comes from a mul­ti­tude of dif­fer­ent places and at dif­fer­ent vol­umes. In both cases, how­ever, it’s nice to hear the hu­man voice in the cap­i­tal tri­umph­ing over the om­nipresent car or plane. It’s a sound of sum­mer.

There has ev­i­dently been some dis­cus­sion of the World Cup at school, too. Over break­fast this week, one of the chil­dren held forth with ab­so­lute con­vic­tion about the for­tunes of a Siberian team that I’m pretty cer­tain—if it ex­ists at all —plays un­der an­other name. Wimbledon, by con­trast, has yet to catch their imag­i­na­tion.

Rather more im­me­di­ate than ei­ther has been the prospect of school sports day. It’s clearly not some­thing they rel­ish and I do sym­pa­thise. Nev­er­the­less, when the morn­ing came, I didn’t hes­i­tate to over­look a rather half-hearted at­tempt at sud­den, feigned sick­ness and cal­lously sent them on their way. JG

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