Soggy Sebastian.
Hooded Daisy.
Winking Zach.
No sure why Blogger rotated these. In the absence of rugby, the boys passed the time wrestling.
The older boys passed the time drinking.
Finally time to cheer and shout!
England (in their blue kit) nails a kick.
Puddles on the way out.
We haven't had a proper decent storm in a couple of years. One FINALLY decided to turn up, on family day of the Rugby Sevens, argh! Rain lashed, lightening flashed and thunder roared. It was very exciting but it meant minimal rugby. Luckily we had corporate tickets so at least we had a nice dry cabana with couches and endless food and drinks. Nice one Andy. Such a shame though, it was chucking it down so we missed the parade although evidently one lone parachutist landed on the pitch in the middle of the lightening, super brave. Andy and his friend Toby went back the next day for a boys day and had a great time, rain free.
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