Errr ! Nigel - I never left the Tavern.

The itinerate Welshman returned to his slumbers, dreaming of the days of GLORY in the Arms Park, with the English defence collapsing under the thrust of the Pontypool front row, with the massed choir of the North Enclosure singing "Hymns & Arias". A pool ball bounced passed him, he instictively caught it, and still asleep spun a hospital pass to the mouse.