It’s raining outside. More: it’s stormy. Rather than a May afternoon, it looks like we are back in January or February…I’ve just come back from my son Pedro’s rugby match where, alongside with other dedicated rugby mums and dads I stood firm during 80 minutes trying to protect ourselves from the rain, the cold and the wind, while we watched our sons play. Pedro has been playing for ten years, so all the parents know one another quite well. As …
