Trystan from the BBC meets Bjorn and I to film the shirt. All being well the images will go out on BBC breakfast in the next day or two. Trystan is also hoping that England legends Gary Lineker and Alan Shearer might sign the shirt.
Afterwards we bump into one of the lads we met in Botswana five weeks ago. This tournament is turning into the World Cup of coincidences. Not only do we keep bumping into people we have met elsewhere, but every second person also seems to have spotted Bruce Grobbelaar at some stage or other in the past week. Maybe Robert Mugabee has had him cloned.
Cape Town waterfront is gorgeous. It puts me in mind of Norway, although the prices are about half of those in England. We meet Blackburn in Ferryman's. He is hopeful of sorting Bjorn and Marianne out for England tickets for tomorrow's match.
Highlight of the day, of course, is France losing to Mexico 2-0. Resisting the temptation of a night of heavy drinking we all separate and go home early. England must win tomorrow and we all need to have our best singing voices on us if we are going to compete with the vuvuzelas.