I am in Wales at the moment. My son Owain (who turns 24 today - happy birthday!) and I came up on the train to join Eleri yesterday. On the way, who should be sitting a few seats from us but Warren Gatland, until recently manager of the Welsh rugby team (btw no mention of them becasue it is so bad at the moment - not really Warren's fault I think). Anyway my oldest grandchild played his forst proper game of rugby yesterday so I asked Mr Gatland if he'd sign something for me. I had a pen but the only piece of paper I had was an A4 manila envelope. Anyway, he very kindly signed it (see above). He wrote just the right thing. I explained to him that I am not a rugby fan as such but I am a Welshman. I think he understood.
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