The Bakery

Some of the more astute bakers of you may know that it is Mo-vember, and as such some of these athletic baked goods chose to compete for Facial hair glory. And here I am with the self proclaimed winner. A long time fan of his mullet, I am still unsure as to how this was documented on my camera, but I hasten to add I was rather drunk my this stage of the evening.

Now, let us just dwell on how I got to be here - there was a mammoth security force surrounding theHilton, as the Welsh love their Rugby, and love the All Blacks even more. So I pretty much has to stay in the Hotel all night, and couldn't help but talk to a few of the players. I actually ended up talking to the Ginger Crunch of the team, who was running off to a bar, but said to come chat more there (its OK bakers, I knew him from School days so it wasn't that bad). But, we got lost, and my Uncle had to come let me in the Hotel. One day I will be big enough and rich enough to let myself in to a hotel.