The French Quarter...

In a bid to supply you with frontline reporting, I have managed to secure myself a ticket to South Africa's quarter final in Marseilles. Don't say I never did anything for you. We've got a tough weekend planned. Flying to Nice, visiting Monaco, party bus to the game and Monday off work. Lovely.

The view from our villa in Nice...

Despite a run in with a particularly rude French waiter recently, we have decided to have the French versions of our names printed on the back of our jerseys but will still be carrying some South African heritage with us in the form of a banner bearing the words "Wie's jou Papa?" Look out for us...