I wonder, Alistair, if in your time at Luton RFC you played opposite a cheeky crash centre from MK RFC? You would know by the pissed-off forwards breaking his bones, following one too many dummies. And by him sharing a surname with YT.
No doubt, although I had my own technique against bulky crash centres. I once broke someone's leg by accident. Swings and roundabouts though, as broken nose several times attests, not to mention mangled hands...
Ah, it WAS you. The broken leg I mean. Or the nose four times, every finger bar one, big toe, and most of his ribs. Oh, I forgot the first broken arm. The second was when he fell off a crag...
I wonder, Alistair, if in your time at Luton RFC you played opposite a cheeky crash centre from MK RFC? You would know by the pissed-off forwards breaking his bones, following one too many dummies. And by him sharing a surname with YT.
No doubt, although I had my own technique against bulky crash centres. I once broke someone's leg by accident. Swings and roundabouts though, as broken nose several times attests, not to mention mangled hands...
Ah, it WAS you. The broken leg I mean. Or the nose four times, every finger bar one, big toe, and most of his ribs. Oh, I forgot the first broken arm. The second was when he fell off a crag...
Just want to point out that husband a) volunteered and b) was unhurt.
I envy your passion Alistair, I need to find one!