Climbing the walls

After George's rugby training, we'd gone round to watch Andy's football game (an 8-nil victory, since you ask).

At one point one of the other football dads had seen this pair on the wall and wondered aloud how they'd got up there; I had to admit that I had no idea. Thinking about it, maybe I should've shown a bit more concern.

Meanwhile, Matt's side came away with a nail-biting, last-minute 5-4 win.