Exciting day of rugby, suitably complex, everyone thinking they could win it at one point, including us, right up to the last minute. But no, it was Ireland. Number one son, when you are reading this later, Ireland is not us, despite all your best cheering. Your Grandpa is proud of you.
After the rugby I went to The Ship, was a good night out.
⬅️ Secret door from The Ship into Loaf (the bike shop) :: A full weekend then ➡️
Paulʼs blog - I live some place you've not heard of near Folkestone in Kent. Married + dad to two, I am a full-stack web developr, and I do js / node, some ruby, other languages ect ect. My hobbies are pubs, running, restaurants, home-automation + other diy jiggery-pokery, history, tree stuff, television, squirrels, pirates, lego, and TIME TRAVEL.