Friday night was a mere warm up for the festival of rugby lined up for Saturday which kicked off at 1000 with the start of the Townend Cup*. Some live schoolboy rugger consumed they felt the need to consume some beer and some 6 nations action on the gogglebox. Recognising the dangers of staying drinking all day they returned to the live action for the final of the Cup (Tom's school running out easy winners in the torrentail rain).
Sensibly they then joined the kids in the pub for the Wales-France game. As our subject entertained them with his social Tourette's the boys in red were doing their job and running out winners of the Grand Slam.
As he did last time this happened the booze just poured down him until he passed out.Come Sunday his head wanted to fall off but still the grin was there (and tragically the tears as he read about it all over again the Sunset Times).
The usual splendid weekend. If only Wales can repeat this performance in South Africa in the Summer (we are delighted to say he plans to go).
*Note for readers, Tom is a teacher, the Townend Cup is his school's annual invitational 15-a-side cup for 8 teams.
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I'm not sure how many times I have to remind you that you are English.
Although I think I might be violating the terms of some very arbitrary deal we made.
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