Kit

Oh the joys of being the mother of a footballer. Today it was my turn to wash the kit - this is just half of it, the other half is still in the machine. At least it's a good drying day.

The kit belongs to our church team - a new team started this season. We gained our first point this morning with a healthy 5-5 draw against very physical opposition. As the mother of the youngest player (16), it's a bit worrying when he's going in for tackles with some pretty hefty blokes. On the plus side, his age and fitness means that he can keep on running long after the more mature players have started to flag!

Onwards and upwards.