I was hoping to bring some kind of semi-coherent report of the Wales trip, but to be completely honest with you, I’m still shattered from it, emotionally and physically.
I’m exhausted.
Why?
I don’t know why.
Yes, we did have to get up at half past three in the morning, which is a bit of a conundrum in itself. [...]

Munster play Llanelli tomorrow evening in the quarter final of the European Rugby Cup.
We’re going by road, which means that Bullet and myself have to get up at four in the morning to catch the Rosslare ferry. Christ Almighty.
The game is at 7.30 tomorrow evening and on Saturday we’re going to watch Sunderland [...]

Just like me, you probably went apeshit watching Munster beating Leicester by two points following a simply wonderful 50-metre penalty from Ronan O’Gara. As you know, Bock has soldiered in this campaign, and was at the Millennium Stadium along with his son, the Bullet, on that unforgettable day back in May.
So what’s all this [...]

The dying rays of a perfect May sunset streamed through the bow window, silhouetting the pensive figure who gazed out across the lawns of the great castle. As Bock, deep in thought, scanned the horizon of his vast estate, the light caressed his face, illuminating his fine features and revealing the faintest flicker of secret [...]

Kind, reliable person required to look after small city for weekend.
Light duties only: closing curtains etc.
Apply to Bock for details.
There’s a medium-sized chance that there will be tickets to the match for both the Bullet and myself, but no certainty yet: we probably won’t find out until Monday or Tuesday. Bullet knows that [...]