And you may tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful house" And you may tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful wife" (Talking Heads)

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Wie geht's?

I've struggled to embrace NZ's hot topics lately, things like Prince Harry and his wife, and America's Cup racing.

Although, thankfully, Harry/Megan is no longer part of the news cycle, and America's Cup fever will surely die down now that we have retained it.

After NZ's yacht (named 'Te Rehutai' - the Māori word for sea spray) beat Luna Rossa, Wednesday's TV One 6pm news had only one story! Yes - one!

Thursday's had room for the rest of the world again, and even Covid news made a return with talk of a trans-Tasman flight bubble.

That's how fickle the news is.

That helps explain why I couldn't raise much enthusiasm for Megan and The America's Cup?

Plus, those worlds of royal celebrity gossip, and billionaire yacht owners hold little interest for me. 

Airing family grievences to a global audience seems mean spirited to me, especially when it's so one sided and I just don't understand yachting - jibes and foils and such.

It didn't help that I was at work or travelling home when the races were being broadcast (I thought I'd gone to the wrong beautiful house when I walked in and my beautiful wife was watching the race live on TV - I did a double take and said - Jacky? Is that you?).

Sorry, but like skiing and equestrian events, yachting doesn't appeal to me at all. Too much faffing around, too much specialised equipment and too much of a specialised playing surface. And far, far too expensive.

I prefer a football that I can play anywhere at any time. 

As a kid, I'd take myself off to Seymour Park with my brother and we'd spend hours kicking a ball around. 

Simple things. Less is more. Occam's razor.

I'm still glad we won though and my Royalist sympathies remain intact, in case you were wondering.

Love and peace - Wozza