Captain's Log: Entry 11:
Wednesday 13th January 2016:
Well today was fun.
It was horribly rainy today and therefore there was a lot of mud outside.
And because we had so much rain we consequently had a lot of mud.
And mud+Ireland+sibling=mud wresting.
Mud wrestling is a lot of fun, believe it or not, though you do have to wear stuff that a)you don't mind getting absolutely caked in mud and b)that is tight fitting so it doesn't get torn off you.
The rules are simple.
1) Find a patch of extremely muddy ground
2) The two opponents stand facing each other 5 feet apart
3) On the count of three the wrestling commences
4) You are allowed to contact your opponent in any way that doesn't cause bleeding of any kind
5) Wrestling goes on for 10 minutes or until someone shouts 'Stop!' or their language's version of it. ('Stad' in Paddy's case)
We started with first to 5, but because we're both unbelievably stubborn, we just ended up wrestling for the entire day. Only taking a break to eat a sandwich before getting back into it.
I think we played about 50 or so rounds before heading in to clean up.
Apart from that not much happened today, though I think that Germany and Sweden have re-assessed me in terms of power and strength after seeing me hold my own for so long. They always forget that Rugby originated in my country.
Anyway, Cheerio!