They have a cave troll

Thank you Monsier Chabal. Whilst I admire your sheer moria-derived monstrosity, your psychotic glare and your power of ambling along a rugby pitch with lesser mortals clinging to your thighs like some semi-Lomu, I do believe England can take you, yes even you, down with more ease than they could this New Zealand side when it's on form. Thank you for sending the All Blacks home. You and Michalak were great, even if, just for today, you can't compare to the joy that was the England Pack in their game against the Wallabies. Bye bye Australia, meet you some other tomorrow.

I'm not competitive really...well hey, maybe that's not quite true. Just a tiny smidgeon, a mere soupcon of competitiveness.

Hee hee hee.

Other things, a wonderful night out celebrating the anniversary of cyanidemigraine's arrival on the planet. Fantastic music, great night out followed by a fab day of ruggerbeelove with littlemiscowboy and Bruce sans lj. Plus I received a very late birthday parcel from my mother, proof that she is a)still alive and b) compos mentis enough to retain her excellent taste. I have a new handbag (she knows I get through a handbag every three months)and a beautiful pashmina plus matching belt. My mother is the goddess of accessories. They are gorgeous, but more wonderful than any of these is the return address on the back - I can contact her, if I do it before she disappears again.

Wine and lover are waiting. Happy boot sends you much love and many kisses xxx