Had a decent weekend, happily spending most of it with M apart from the rugby. Fab match, watched in a packed pub with great atmosphere in Guildford. England deservedly made it through to the final, and if we can defend the way we did vs France and Australia, with a bit of luck we can win the whole shebang.
I'll actually be in Wales with the in-laws for the final, which will be interesting. I'm promised a few English to watch it with, fortunately, or I could be a lonely voice cheering for the boys in white!
We had a visit from my old pal Richard and his kid, Daniel, 7 and a bit months old and full of giggles and drool. Mostly drool. M has been suffering a cold but brightened up considerably when Daniel arrived, and understandably so. Cute kid, fortunately looks more like his mum than his dad (hi Rich!).
Finally an overdue band rehearsal on Sunday night. As we are now down to just the five of us, it was a singing rehearsal for us fellas who had previously just stood at the back and strummed our guitars. Now we are coming out, blinking, into the semi-spotlight, and singing harmonies! It certainly makes the experience a lot more trying. I'm not sure I can manage to play guitar, remember what I'm playing AND sing and remember the words all at the same time! Good job we've got a few months to iron it out before the next gig - progress was slow on some of those numbers.
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