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Here you will find older scratches, musings and other detritus that once were located on the front pages, but have now faded.
Filed away here to collect dust and cobwwwebs in perpetuity, links may break, facts may change and data may corrupt.
On occasion I may come down here to tidy, but for the most, I prefer to leave the past where it lies.
Summer Days
For the last few weeks, I have done little other than sleeping (not enough), eating (not healthy enough) and working (too much). This, added to the alternating flood and drought warnings, has of late seemed to indicate a decided step to Hermitsville, population one.
It was perhaps no suprise therefore that when I received a mail from young Miss Mac inviting us to an "alcohol fuelled day at Twickenham??" for the IRB Sevens. There was little I could do but embrace the day whole heartedly.
Every day out with friends requires a meeting place, the more picturesque the better.
Obviously its always a pub, and in this case it was the The Barmy Arms.
Luckily they provided an outside bar. Unluckily we had to wait for them to open. Luckily they did so at 1030am so we didn't have to wait too long.
After a few jars and a quick walk we entered Twickenham, picked up some beer and sat back in the sun to watch the rugby.
To our left, like an aisle and three seats from me was the, as of yet, uncompleted South Stand which will see capacity at the stadium increase to 82,000....
...to our immeadiate right, were some enthusiastic South African fans who had a very big flag which occasionally made friends with my face...
...and finally in front of us were some more, urm, spectators enjoying the sun.
The beer flowed and was enjoyed by many (presumably including the man, bottom left)
...as was the rugby.
If you don't fancy burgery goodness, Twickers has now gone somewhat upmarket...
...but as all sports fans know, burgers are the corner stone of a healthy diet for growing big and strong (see pic) and at Twickenham are the plat du jour.
Obviously England ain't been eating that many burgers as lady luck was required to intervene against France in their opening game.
Sadly, England went out in the semi finals to Samoa who went on to lose in the final to Fiji who were crowned well deserved London and IRB Sevens champions.
The standard of rugby throughout the day was good, with some very exciting play. Whilst it was thoroughly awesome to watch teams like Samoa and Fiji cut loose, it was the underdogs such as Kenya who created the biggest cheer. Needless to say one of the other highlights was Australia choking against Russia. Although I couldn't hear the silence in the stadium from the Aussie's over all the cheers, I imagine it must've been devastating in my local.
Its been some years since I went to a 7s tournament and I had forgotten how awesome such days out are: good weather, good rugby, good beer and perhaps most importantly good friends. Needless to say I think it was long overdue and will be something I intend on doing again sooner rather than later, although perhaps this time I will wear sun cream, as due to the passage of the sun (or lack thereof) I have a perfectly toasty left profile.
Lastly though, I'd obviously been drinking because I took this photo and have no idea what its of, or why.
Oh well, par for the course.
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