The winner on the day...

G took Bax to a rugby game in the weekend. One of those old fashioned ones where the lads play on a muddy bit of grass and all the supporters stand round the edge with golf umbrellas yelling orders. Bax loved it. So much in fact that at one stage he decided he wanted the ball so he headed onto the field. G had to follow him of course. There they were in the middle of it all going for the ball, thing is the opposition had the same aim and they found themselves face to face with a pack of PI and Maori rugby players running full tit towards them. The players must have thought it was pretty funny this little smily blond kid challenging them for the ball. Wish I'd been there.