Despite the best of intentions, didn't actually manage to escape the Office until nearly six, so missed much of the action, including England cruising past Georgia (47 - 0) and Italy (41 - 0). However, I did get there in plenty of time to feel the build up to the game against France. Meeting up with some mates from the mainland and having a few laughs. Marvellous.
However, the revelry was short-lived. The French played a good strong game. The English didn't. In fact they were crap. They hardly had any possession and just couldn't string two passes together. In the end the Blues eased to a 28 - 17 win. Tragedy.
Let's hope things get better tomorrow. Otherwise the sevens team will be mirroring the senior team's performance in the Six Nations. Oh dear. Still, as Brian "Pit Bull" Moore said at the kick-off dinner on Thursday, we're still the World Champions at the senior game, and we've got 3 years to get it right. Meanwhile we have to ride with the punches. That'll be the test of character needed to prove we have the mettle.
