Rites of Passage

Didn't get to make it to Rugby yestersday. Must remember to go to bed earlier when the clocks go forward! Shame really, as I missed two highlights of Nats life. First kick in the balls - oouch and first raking with studs. Part of a young Boy's Rites of Passage to Manhood I suppose. Wish I'd been there now to give him a cuddle as it must have hurt. Apparently he had to come off the pitch for a while in order to recover.