Exciting day of rugby, suitably complex, everyone thinking they could win it at one point, including us, right up to the last minute. But no, it was Ireland. Number one son, when you are reading this later, Ireland is not us, despite all your best cheering. Your Grandpa is proud of you.
After the rugby I went to The Ship, was a good night out.
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