Friday, 14 March 2008

What day is it?

Apparently it’s Friday, which seems nothing short of outrageous to me. This week's gone a bit pear-shaped due to the fact that we took the kids out of school for a couple of days (*hangs head in shame*) and headed off up to Edinburgh last Friday for a long weekend for the Calcutta cup at Murrayfield.

My family has a long-standing passion for rugby, (specifically for Scotland) and thankfully also a long-standing debenture for Murrayfield which means they have access to some really cool seats. Daughter #1, going for the first time, was blown away by the whole thing. She couldn't believe how close she was to the action...


In the run up to the trip she’d kept changing her mind about who she was going to support, being Scottish on my side, and St-George-flag-waving English on her father’s, but in the end she showed herself to be a happy combination of both parents by choosing England because they were the best looking team. That’s my girl! Jonny Wilkinson’s kicking may not have won the day on points, but his looks certainly contributed to victory of a kind!

3 comments:

Brown said...

Happy to hear the trip was a huge success--am spinning in my office chair...getting dizzy, but sadly, James Bond has yet to appear...perhaps, I need to get out the tea and biscuits? Surely the scent of Peak Freans will lure him to me...

Amanda Ashby said...

Tell that daughter of yours that I totally approve of this method of chosing a team! When I first met my husband I supported Everton because that was his team. Unfortunately, when we watched them playing Liverpool, I couldn't take my eyes of Steve Macmanam and I've been a red ever since (much to his disguist!!!)

India said...

Peak Freans-- now there's a name I haven't heard for years! Are they still in the biscuit business?

(Oh dear... I just know that I'm not going to be able to even think about work until I've a) found out, and b) armed myself with a comprehensive selection of their products.)

Amanda, I think it's possibly just as well that Danny Cipriani wasn't playing at Murrayfield. Have you seen him? He looks like a member of N'Sync, kicks like a demon and swears like Eminem. In other words, he's the perfect teenage pinup. Poor Jonny has lost his crown in more ways than one...