Look at him in all his glory. That naughty little grin and those robust, red balls. Oh, I thought he would live forever but I was wrong. Astro the Christmas penis is no more. He was shattered at what could be our final Sunday BBQ and the send off party for my Tuaranga boys. Astro was like the glue that held the group together, but now he is gone along with my dear Irish lads. All will be missed...