When I'd taken George and Ruaridh up to the Falcons training camp, there'd been an air of excitement and anticipation tinged with nerves. By the time I picked them up two hours later, they seemed to have taken it in their stride.
They'd both enjoyed it a lot. Though I don't think Ruaridh knew how he felt about no longer being the tallest player in the team.
Later on, just in case I hadn't seen enough of Meadowmill, I went to pick up Andy and his mates from their session.