Peter Bills: Nobody does passion quite like French
Gareth Edwards still recalls vividly the first time he truly understood the meaning of French rugby hospitality. Mind you, after the night he had, it wasn't the sort of occasion you'd forget in a hurry.
Years ago, Edwards and some chums had been invited to a French club; perhaps to open a pavilion, bless the team, celebrate a centenary. Who knows? Few could remember within an hour or two of actually getting there.
The trouble was, actually getting there. They got to Heathrow in time, but bad weather had delayed the flight to France. "Better get some food while we're waiting," said one of the party.