Last nights BBQ was nice and chilled out – perfect way to spend a Sunday afternoon.
I was asked during the evening if I wanted to play touch footy with the boys. They have a team and I was always terrible at all forms of football but I like watching it.
Turns out as the season has worn on their team which had a bunch of spare players is dwindling. I said I’d come along and play…. unfortunately the ‘touching’ isn’t naughty at all.
Can someone ask me to join their speedo wrestling squad?
