Shouting at the TV

Forgive me, I know lots of people don’t give a monkey’s about sport, but this house is feeling a bit cheerful. All those afternoons at Murrayfield over the years, all that disappointment (except for the picnics and the camaraderie of course). All those defeats from which something positive would be taken…….

And suddenly here’s a team playing brilliantly, thrillingly.

The nice thing about rugby, though, is the friendships surrounding it. And the fact that it’s so not football.