Despite going to sleep at six, I managed to be wide awake by nine, and, probably with the help of all the caffeine filled mat� from the night before, had no problems with concentrating throughout Carwyn�s service, ysgol sul and the congregational singing afterwards.

On the other hand, I was also absolutely knackered and went straight to bed for a siesta after getting back home!

It was about five when I woke up again, ready for the day, or the evening, as the case may be.

Just about time for the Welsh Premier chat which starts at eight o�clock in Wales, or, well, four in the afternoon for me. A chance to check e-mails and banter about the latest football goings on.

For some reason, all the Barry fans turn up several hours late, so after checking my e-mails I went back home, cooked myself some tea, and then came back for the usual analysis of what went wrong at the weekend. Not a lot apparently, this week. Still, all good fun!

I had thought about going to the cinema, but the gripping conversation kept me at the computer for longer than I expected, and, anyway, I was tired, so after finishing the conversation (the others were moaning that they were getting up in four hours), I went back home to bed!