The atmosphere in the room was so convivial, there were so many laughs between people that seemed to know each other. Plus there were coffees, biscuits, drinks and at lunch, pizza and all so much chit chat that it was difficult Not to be sporting.
Plus, at the end of the day, I had perhaps gone further than I was intending to, initially thinking they would have peaked around the 1500 mark. He deserved to win them and to be frank, the guy was such a sweet and lovely chap that I couldn't help thinking he was the deserving chap. Upon introducing myself, he was all smiles and mentioned being 'Really sorry about all that nonsense.'
I have visitation rights, he said. I just need to be in LA when he's home. In the meantime, maybe in another seven years, a second set will pop up...?