egg chasing!

I love rugby, my husband and I are season ticket holders for London Wasps (admittedly, I have only made one game this past season, due to having a baby part way through the season, it becomes less enjoyable when you are too big in pregnancy to fit through the turnstiles or climb the many stairs to your seat....let alone once the baby arrives going through the rigmarole of breastfeeding in seats where you have to sit far too close to strangers for you to want to get your boobs out in public!).

this is Steve's (my husband's) rugby ball, it's a little deflated and lives in the garden mostly for my son, Jonny (yes, he is named after one of England's greatest fly halves EVER!!! - Wilkinson of course in case you were still trying to work that out!!!) to play with. Steve was given it for Christmas in 2006 by his brother who promised to pay for him and his Dad to go and see the final of the Rugby World Cup in France 2007, no matter who were playing...imagine their delight at England making their 2nd final in as many world cups....just a shame we lost to South Africa and that we couldn't recreate doing over another southern hemisphere team....maybe next time!!!!