Rugby Madness

Firstly, this is such a terrible photo (and such amateur (not that i'm anything but massively amateur) editing. I feel like some 13 year old. But it took so long... and probably hardly anyone will see it anyway. Hopefully.)

Cardiff goes a little mental when hosting the Wales v England opening match of the six nations! We went to a very crowded pub to watch it and inexplicably i found myself cheering for Wales, not just because i was in a pub surrounded by welshies (some of whom told me i was just there to block the view! I do admit i know very little about Rugby but that i thought was a little unfair, there were some much taller people than i in that pub!)

In fact there were plenty of English people there too, (much to the disgust of the same guys behind me. Who weren't as bad as I'm making them sound...) I'd have been quite safe, but even as Mr Wilkinson swooped onto the scene (to much abuse from the Welsh contingent of the pub) and even as it became certain that England were going to win i was still cheering for Wales.

Apparently Rugby days do weird things to the taxis too and so Sarah, Courtney and i ended up running half the way home from town to keep warm.