In a thrilling last minute team change Charlie got the call to play in the county tag rugby festival.
I wanted to deck a particularly annoying father but apart from that a great day was had by all and what a delight it is to watch your 7 yr old on the wing grinning from ear to ear.
He bulldozes his way through does Charlie, not for him the lengthy pretty run round the back, he just pushes his way through and somehow in a scrappy scruffy way gets the try.
I ate too much picnic then went out for a late lunch and then met the new child bride girlfriend of a good mate of ours who has dumped his 50 yr old wife.
She was rather dull, (the girlfriend) but had the 'please take me roughly right now' look about her that some men appreciate.
I resisted asking how she helped when his piles flare up - which they do from time to time - and decided to let her enjoy her aging stud for a while. But it was odd....I have intensely disliked the company of his wife for the past ten years, and I felt strangely disloyal chatting to the shiny new model with the skinny jeans and the low cut top. Odd that, I was actually comfortable disliking his wife because it was what I was used to.
Anyway, the new squeeze is firmly on the scene now and her new dad,, sorry boyfriend is besotted. But it's all a bit false really, her hanging around with us oldies, and frankly talking about hollyoaks was enough to make me cheer a team i didn't know to look busy.There's no fool like an old fool, but he looks a happy fool and you can't argue with that can you?
But what a try kiddo, what a flippin try....
