Yesterday I came to the end of the first draft of my memoirs. Any writer will tell you this is less than half the whole job, but it is an important moment nonetheless. It looks like the finished product will come in at around 96,000 words, which a publisher friend told me recently, is the optimal length for today's fashion.
Obviously I shall keep followers informed of progress.
Today, in ideal conditions, we drove to the Brecon Beacons and did that old favourite, Pen y Fan. From the car park to the 886 metre summit is about 4 km and 500 metres of ascent. My time today of 55 minutes was some way off my record of 45 minutes, set in 1997, but It wasn't bad. I only needed 2 oxygen breaks, both of 1 minute. As usual I pretended I was only stopping to take a picture.
We are now relaxing au sofa to watch the Scots battle the French in the 6 Nations. I have a few questions:
1. When a side scores a TRY, shouldn't it be called a SUCCESS?
2. When a TRY is CONVERTED, what is it CONVERTED to?
3. OUT ON THE FULL. What's that all about?
I don't really care though. Whatever it means, the Welsh had all the answers yesterday, and for an English Celtophile like me, that's all it needs.
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