on this. Uh, that was good. Okay, that's all very, very good. Let's press this.

Hello and welcome to this. It is the egg chases rugby podcast, the podcast about rugby that

didn't take itself. All the game too seriously. Here I am in the dungeon with Phil. Hello,

Philip. Hello, Jonathan. And down the line due to the unspecified virus of unknown origin,

Tim Kocker. Yeah, hello, Jens. How are you, mate? Sorry, I can't be with you. Yeah, I'm okay.

I feel better now than I did yesterday. Good. It comes and goes in waves, but I'm all right.

But yeah, sorry, I can't be with you, Jens. Well, we're equally sorry. I'm by the way.

Happy New Year, guys. Yes, of course. Happy New Year. The most timid new year I've ever had.

What did you get to? Absolutely nothing. I went to bed at 11. I think I was in bed before.

Yeah. The government successfully smashed any New Year's joy in Wales. It was possible to have.

So that will be that. Oh, yeah, you were back in Wales. It was quite nice, actually,

because I was working on New Year's Day. I didn't drink. I was the designated driver.

And as we drove back through Charlton in South Manchester, where you and I live, J.B. and Phil

used to live. It was quite comforting how many people were out in a few of the watering holes.

Well, I went out on New Year's Day. I think it's just a little driver on the town of London.

I didn't know to see what was going on. I counted two people in five open pubs.

And you know, granted his New Year's Day, the big celebration of the night before,

but all the pubs were open to two people were out. And it was a Saturday night, because you've got

two more days. So well done for the crushing jobs in industries, guys. You don't know,

a superb job, if that was your intention. Anyway, let's do some housekeeping, because you can

find this podcast on Twitter at Rugby Podcast, me and J.B. More. Coca at Coca, if you so decides

to be there, or there is Facebook and occasionally, occasionally YouTube. And of course, the email

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