Me and Thierry (and Beckham)

I hung out with a football legend yesterday morning. Just me and 249,999 other people who watched the Arsenal victory parade through the streets of Highbury and Islington! The streets were a burbling throng of red and white under the warmth of the spring sun (my neck is sunburned!). The singing never stopped in the hour and half we waited for the red double-decker buses to arrive at the Town Hall (repeat the following over and over: da-da-da-da- - Sol’s a goooooooner; We love you Freeeeeddie because you’ve got red hair, we love you Freeeeeddie because you’re everywhere, we love you Freeeddie because you’re Arsenal through and throooooough; Vieeeeera, o-o-oooo, Vieeeeeeeera, o-o-oooo, he comes from Senegal, he plays for Arsenal, Vieraaaaaaaa). And when the bus did arrive...crazy! The players were dancing around and videoing and photographing the people who were dancing around while videoing and photographing them, while the premiership trophy was gleaming in the sunlight held firmly by Manager Arsene Wenger and Captain Patrick Viera. It was quite a spectacle! For photos of the parade click here.

And tonight I'm spending with David Beckham. I am getting through these footballers! Ok, I admit, it's actually just me, Becks, Henry, 35,000 fans and few other world famous footballers at Highbury for Martin Keown's testimonial match! My first trip to Highbury :), my first time watching Henry and the other Arsenal gods playing, and my second time watching Beckham play. Swoon!