Wednesday, 30 January 2013

Les Règles

 - or "The Rules" to me and you. No tour is complete without the full set of rules to guide us into naughtiness. The Rules lay out behaviour and guidance - so important things, such as, no sleeping in the pub ( think that was Esther in Edinburgh) and no crying...esp over men ...! they also force us sensible grown ups into derring do that would normally be tempered by maturity....so more points for dancing on tables and getting the pub to sign, and losing points for yawning (although excited yawning is permitted) or failing to make every meal time...or round of drinks ...or looking like a dog in the morning. The one that always gets me and makes me laugh though is the getting ready on match day! Really! if you are a girl, then part of the fun is in getting ready, and to blow that and have to rush to be in the bar by midday in full kit (more on that tomorrow) is both stressful and hysterical...running down corridors and brushing hair as we go! Edinburgh spring to mind again although Italy was pretty epic too.

So - what rules do you have?  Do you think that being on tour is an excuse to be "free" - then let me enlighten you. Rules means fun. Rules means watching that others are not transgressing, and by getting extra points. This year, we are reinstating the "big girls blouse" - and item of clothing, chosen from a charity shop...large, pink, fluffy, bows, frills and anything else hideous to increase embarrassment (not mentioning the smell...) and then one has to don said garment on if missing a round of drinks....

As the days are dark - and in all fairness the hopes of Wales winning anything but the wooden spoon this year - then rules rule. Go on...make some of your own xx

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