War wounds

Well what a day I have had. It started early with a rugby match, and didnt Wales do well after a shakey 2nd 1/4. After that it was time for work, boo. Later on, I came home to a muddy son after playing his first rugby match in 5 years, he thought he would have another go, and these are his war wounds. Later on he had a phone call to say that he has a chance to learn to become a rugby refferee, and that starts on saturday. He will soon be running a line then on to the pitch if he is up to it in about a month, its all go here today. So, as he is only 16 you could be seeing him in the rugby world cup in about 8 years, lol.