It is ridiculously early to be getting up on a Saturday, but as I sit here at about 7.00 looking at a small posy of daffodils that I picked yesterday for my mum who is visiting us this weekend, I am reminded that it is the Six Nations Rugby final today.
The daffodil is, after all the National Emblem of Wales. Roses for England are not in bloom, the shamrock of Ireland is hard to find and thistles for Scotland are prickly numbers. Italy doesn't have a flower as its national emblem, it has an Italian Wolf and I am not going to ask one of those to sit patiently while I take its picture! France have their Gallic Rooster and often bring a fine specimen to their matches.
Mum is rugby mad and there is no doubt that the match will have to be watched this afternoon, (my eardrums are prepared!!!). National pride is at stake as England, Ireland, Scotland, Wales, France and Italy all square up for a battle of will and skill for the title. This year it will be all down to Wales. If they beat France today they will have won the Grand Slam, having beaten every other team in the tournament. England's new young team have done really well and if they beat Ireland and France beat Wales they are in with a good chance of stealing the prize. So, it's all to play for!!