We slaughtered the All Blacks.I'm not one for watching the rugby, even though back jn the day I played at inter club level. If I can't play myself then I'm not interested in watching others do so.
Anyway, Mrs D likes to watch muscular men in tight shorts prance about (that's probably why she married me) and was watching today's game. I walked in and saw "En v NZ" in the corner of the screen and piped up "oh, we're playing the Nazi's again?" She was not impressed and ushered me from the room, but I'm given to understand the result was much the same as our last game in 1945.