Twinkleham

 "He loves rugger," she said. "In fact he's going to a match today in Twinkleham..."

"Twickenham," we suggested.

"Yeah, well," she said, "I don't know anything about rugger."

And then, several hours later- after the dinner and the playing with babies and the catching up with news- we took a wrong turning on our way home and, by one of those (probably) meaningless freaks of synchronicity-  found ourselves driving through a stretch of London we'd never visited before. First Kew, then Richmond-   then down a road where people in bunches that turned into crowds all seemed to be converging on a single place. What was the draw? Why the match between Leicester and Saracens at Twinkleham Twickenham- and somewhere among them, no doubt, was the chap our granddaughter had been telling us about....