However, rain notwithstanding, nor 24 hours of travelling (Ricey got himself upgraded using charm and a tour brochure as currency), we've had a practice, courtesy of St Peter's, and meet at 8.30 tomorrow to leave for Prince Alfred College and the first match. No-one has any idea what the real time is, or knows how we managed to leave the SAQ ladders behind. Aus immigration kindly washed our boots of the mud of the playing fields of Eton, and somehow we managed four breakfasts today.
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