You are not going to get rid of me that easily. Sorry about the lack of blogging over the weekend. So much has been happening. Rugby and breakfast, lunch and rugby, birthday parties and dancing, more rugby. Busy times and in between Matthew managed to get himself injured in his final game of the season. Today was spent between dentists (me), doctors and MRI's. The news for Matthew is not as bad as originally thought (no surgery needed) but it still means that he is out of rugby for at least 6 weeks and this after he had been selected to join the Cheetahs Super 15 training squad. So he is now sporting a hi-tech knee brace. It is so good to have him home, laughing hysterically on the couch at the moment watching Michael McIntyre and teaching me how too cook earlier this evening. It is now bedtime. Sorry this is just a quickie to stop my mum and Aunty Norma from worrying. Everything is fine. I have some lovely stories for you and a couple of pictures to share as well. Until tomorrow, sleep tight.