Deepest, Wettest Wales

A happy feeling. The weather be as grey and damp as Our Boys' chances against South Africa in Cardiff this afternoon but my spirits are soaring. I have a view over the estuary, a fire, a pot of tea and some writing to do but best of all, there's a huge rib of Welsh Black Beef in the fridge and some posh Pinot Noir on the windowsill. Let the weather (and the Springboks) do their worst!