But we took the trip down the highway
to escort our little happy clapper to his first footy match. I did a spot of knitting on the way (a Tea Cosy to be) and controlling the ipod.
The Smurf was very excited at the prospect of his first footy match and practised his cheering all the way to the ground
Although it's fair to say that Daddy was more excited about the singing of the team song in front of the banner
But it all turned bad when Mummy's team won. Poor little Smurf.
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