Hello there! Hope you are well and your weekend was alright. I had a busy old one - went to Bath to watch the rugby with my dad. Bit of father and son bonding. He loved it, and was swearing like a goodun - passionate.

We were well looked after by the lovely people at Bath Rugby Club, my dad has been a fan of the team since he was a little boy and he passed that love on to me. They got me to do announce some of the birthdays of the crowd at half time and draw the raffle. I even appeared in the match-day programme:

Proudest moment of my dad's life. Well...it's up there.

Then, it was on to the Cardiff Student Media Awards which I was hosting, strangely, in Cardiff. Instead of sending my dad home, I thought it would be nice to take him along too. Turned out to be a great idea. He went down a storm, people chatting to him for ages, someone even interviewed him for their student radio show. Ridiculous. It went to his head.

Met some lovely people and caught someone out in the toilet talking about me when he didn't realise I was in there. I overheard: "Oi, that Greg James is massive isn't he?" I'm assured that he was referring to my height.