A Pub With No Beer

Ben-N-Jerry’s (www.benjerry.ie) is my all times favourite ice cream. I mean, the ones you buy packed on the supermarket, because the ones that are daily made in a shop, Santini’s are the ones. Coming back to Ben-N-Jerry’s… I could eat their entire stock of ice cream in Ireland and Europe if I had access and […]

Tries scored by girls have bonus points… You cannot do a 360° in mixed games… Only Grubber-kicks are allowed during the game… Offside on defence… 3 seconds rule (I thought this only applied to food that fell on the floor)… All these rules may sound weird, however, tag rugby players will recognise them easily. The […]

So today I had my first Tag Rugby practice. The result is one of the most used clichés: I feel muscles I forgot I had. The run in the beginning was devastating. After that, we had to practice sprints. By the time we started passing the ball around, my concern was not catching or passing […]

So I decided to start running… Again. After a while, I was spitting my lungs out and was on the verge to quit (not going to specify how shortly after I started because I still have some pride left). However, from nowhere this woman appears running by my side. She must have accessed the road […]