PS: Well, we knew it was going to rain this morning, but not quite how much. We stood on the touch line this morning, cheering manfully (and womanfully) while our little lads slid about in a sea of mud trying to stay upright! I did wonder at half time, as the rain trickled down my neck, whether we were taking this supportive grandparent thing to extremes. The score? Let's not go there!
What sort of family would you not want to marry into?




