The New England scrum coach......

Here, in his own little bubble, isolated from any nasty Jockanese inflammatory comments, the new scrum coach gets to grips with his fantasmagorical scrum machine. 
Time to change the batteries on my chariot, which does run sweet and low, at two forward speeds and one reverse. Unlike the England pack yesterday. I must thank Talpa for the inspiration and adequate doses of Mickey taking.
The seat, like most of my grey cells, is missing. 
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Dave the Hedge planted his boots about four years ago. Nature is of course winning.