Slam. Busted

What can you say?

Where do you begin?

Never in our wildest dreams did we expect the score line Wales 30 - 3 England. I hoped for a win. I hoped for eight points difference, but I expected England just to be a little bit better than us at the end of the day. There was nothing in the build up to the game that suggested that final score. Wales went rampant in the second half, and England simply wilted.

So we are six nations champions for the second year, and if it wasn't for Ireland's only purple patch in the first match we would probably be grand slam champions.

We celebrated with a slap up steak dinner. I'll take a bit of slam busting any day!