TEN YEARS - DISA

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drop the fruit at the hospital. Will you go and see if she'll give us
the paper-bag?'
One of Boswell's famous acts was popping his head in and out
of a live lion's mouth. But the circus king fell victim to his own
pranks. He was eaten alive by one of his own lions. I've a very
well-developed survival instinct. I'm as mad as my neighbour, no
worse, and equally sensitive to danger. Martin's suggestion fell on
deaf ears.
We stood at the rank watching and never for a moment letting
them out of sight.
Slakes decided to sit on the grass near the road. After a while
Sitha followed his example.
Excited voices rose from the nearby soccer pitch.
Slakes and Sitha eventually stood up and, hand in hand,
decided to walk in the direction from which we'd come. That did it.
'I'm going to the ground,' I said.
'Let's get the fruit,' Martin said.
I looked up and down and wondered where he was born.
'It's well past the visiting hour,' I said.
Please, Sabelo, my swaer, what shall we say when we get
home?'
'I'm not going home, at least not just yet. We can go home after
the match. She'll be home by then.'
I walked resolutely across the street. Martin followed me.
The match was in the second half. My side was trailing Desert
Rats by an odd goal. It was a very stiff match. Gloom enveloped
the Swallows camp, until Rhee got the ball near the centre line. He
dribbled past two opponents and passed the ball to Aarah who
heeled it to Differ. Differ unleashed a cannonball from outside the
eighteens which left the opposing goalkeeper as flat-footed as a
duck. From then on it was us all the way. In the closing stages of
the game Carlton intercepted a loose ball and dished it to the
evergreen Differ, who was standing unmarked inside the
opponents' eighteens. Baboon, Desert Rats' running back, charged
in and brought Differ down with a tackle that would have been
discouraged even in rugby. The referee unhesitatingly awarded a
penalty. Desert Rats disputed his decision. Chaos broke loose.
Supporters of both teams swarmed onto the field. Martin forgot
himself and rushed on with the rest, muttering something about
'infringement' and 'constitution'. The referee blew his whistle to
signal the end of the match. The last we saw of him, he was
running for dear life in the direction of Moroka police station with
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