Still Excited

I’m still full of myself after yesterday, despite a sizeable ‘dink’ in my forehead and a still seeping blood stud mark on my leg, I cannot get over the fact that at almost 67 I played rugby with my son.
Maybe only the last twenty minutes but I completed all of the ‘third half’!!

A quiet day, as Clare described it, the day after the day after.

We are getting through the turkey and desserts though.