Over

Thankfully the rugger is over. With that out of the way, less time can be spent in pubs, and the lycra can be packed away for another time.

I suspect I'm not allowed to go to a France/NZ world cup game again, as I am clearly a jinx

And at least I don't work for a French company this time. And I didn't have to live in England if they won.

As a side bonus, we managed to make it on TV - not that I can recall this happening. We're the group saying "four more years of choking" and doing line-outs in the street. In lycra. Video here.

Oh ok, and a couple of mouse photos if you insist.

Preparation

Not many more sleeps to go before we fly 24 hours with a 5 month old! Now that's somethig to look forward to.

Fortunately the fandamily appears to have most items in hand (carseat, cot and pram) Yay Matthews people!

And Madre: this is what I mean by a playgym. (sorry, big file).