Oh fi'n dost (managed to crawl out of the campervan at 10.30am this morning looking distinctly the worse for wear, my voice has deserted me and my head is banging)! This of course I put down to the singing, getting soaked walking in the rain and the sub zero temperature in the campervan at night (it has nothing to do with the alcohol!) Thought a nice shower might wake me up. This however was not to be as the Welsh Team are using our swimming pool which means the paps could be there and as I am now a TV celeb I didn't want to risk having my photo taken and being put in OK magazine looking this rough! Went to the beach for an hour before setting out to the pubs ahead of the match (obviously drinking coke not lager). Bumped into John Ffrwd and his wife Lynwen in the Irish bar (mad!). Had a fab time in the rugby and headed back to town to watch Nick continue drinking whilst I yawned a lot!