A five thirty start this morning, a dash up the A3, M25 and M1 to deposit the youngest Crumble Kid at Leeds, a quick turnaround, (we couldn't have done it faster if he'd parachuted in), and the return leg in quick time to get us back by four to continue with the Rugby Fest.
All the way home though, I couldn't get out of my mind his mothers parting advice,
Mrs Flashbang, 'Love you, call if you need anything and be careful ; there has been a bad outbreak of gonorrhoea in the North, it was in the Telegraph.'
.. cue moment of stunned disbelief from father & son,
Crumble advice, 'Work hard and play harder son.'