Originally Posted by daughter

One of the things I love about my husband is that although he is disabled, and always had one leg that didn't work, he played a very good and enthusiastic game of league in his day, and organised teams for kids locally to keep them out of mischief. There is something about a man who refuses to be told that he can't walk, and flings himself into a game of rugby that makes a woman weak at the knees. He is so cool.