Saturday, 12 June 2010

WORLD CUP WEARY...

England are currently playing their opening match in the World Cup against the USA. As you can see from this post, I am not watching it. As a non-English person with a spectacular apathy toward football, tonight (and the next month) holds no allure for me.

Major sporting tournaments like the World Cup always give me pause for thought. All too often they split the UK in its individual countries and force people to re-assess their loyalties to more than just a team.

Born and brought up in Belfast by one Northern Irish and one Scottish parent, I think of myself as Northern Irish first and foremost, alternately describing myself as Irish around people who can't disintinguish the two parts of the island of Ireland. I hold a British passport and feel very British around the subjects of tea, manners and queuing, yet find it very odd to actually describe myself as British to people. I have lived in England for 10 years, made my home here and yet I would pitch a pink fit if anyone called me English...