Vuvuzela

Daddy, buy me a vuvuzela!

The words of the year 2010 in Denmark are "ash cloud", "Peripheral Denmark", "vuvuzela" and "WikiLeaks".

Where can I get a vuvuzela?

Dad, buy me a vuvuzela.

The most controversial accessory of this World Cup by far has been the vuvuzela, the monotonal plastic horn that in a full stadium sounds like a hive of angry bees.

Get that vuvuzela out of here!

Tom brought a vuvuzela.

Tom brought a vuvuzela to the meeting.

Tom brought a vuvuzela to church.

Tom got my son a vuvuzela.

When the Manchester United squad walked through the arrival gates at Durban International yesterday, most players heard a vuvuzela for the first time.

I’m talking, of course, about the vuvuzela. Essentially, a metre-long blowhorn, which you may struggle to get past a steward at an English football ground.

For some, the vuvuzelas herald the country’s piercing emergence from the forced racial hush of apartheid.