Dad started to get all nostalgic tonight. After my bath I got these new striped pj's put on me and he started to tell me that they looked like the rugby shirts he used to wear when he played for Dungannon Rugby Football Club back in Northern Ireland. He says it's the closest I'll ever come to pulling on the old blue and white, but he might teach me the club song, 'We learned the holy rugby in Dungannon' song. Mummy isn't so sure I should be learning any rugby songs!
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