Big boy has all England’s 2006 World Cup games saved on the DVR and he watched them regularly. So regularly in fact, that he knows the precise minute Wayne Rooney comes on for the first time as a substitute – 58th minute in the second game, against Trinidad & Tobago, of course! – he must have watched that game 20 times since it happened in June.
Anyway, each game is preceded by the two team’s national anthems and he as memorized the tunes of all of England’s opponents (he was humming what he assured me was the Portugese national anthem in a cab the other day, and who am I to argue?) and has figured out quite a few of the word’s of the English dirge/ditty.
So this morning he says to me, “Dad, why is the English national anthem all about the Queen?” And before I could mumble something about a monarchy being an anachronism in a representative democracy, he piped up, “I know, I’ll look on the Queen’s website to see what it says.”
And thus, being Web-savvy before you’re five, having an obession with football, together with an acute awareness of his dual nationality – he regularly says things in two accents – converged in one little boy’s innocent but curious inquiry.