Brilliant day at the local rugby ground- Dylan and I stumbled on a charity rugby tournament on our morning walk so off Kev went to collect us a big bag of beer, newspapers and snacks and we spent the rest of the day lazing in the sun. Dylan lived up to his 'Arthur Chilcott' pedigree name and charmed all the rugby players and spectators with his antics. All home very tired by 6pm. I just about had enough energy left to raise the camera - same couldn't be said for the other two men in my life!
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