It’s only one more sleep until we travel across the water to Wales where we shall spend the day teaching our Celtic cousins the way of the sword. We expect much in the way of enthusiasm, dedication and laverbread and offer little in return but cold, hard steel and years of bitter experience.
If you’re at a loose end in Cardiff tomorrow, pop along to the Owain Glyndwr pub and take your sword firmly in hand. It might just change your life.