Herald reporter Jared Savage joins the Kiwi fans travelling from London to Cardiff for this morning's Rugby World Cup quarter-final between the All Blacks and France.
7.30am - Catch the bus from Hackney Rd to London Bridge. The only other people waiting are wearing Les Bleus jerseys. I can't help but think that's a bad omen. Great. Striking up a conversation, they're not travelling to Cardiff but to Essex for a paintball competition but will watch the match at a pub after. "What are you worried about?" they ask, "New Zealand will win easily." I laugh nervously and say something along the lines of "I've heard that before". They just grin.
10.45am - Catching the train from Paddington Station to Cardiff. The English like to queue and railway staff are trying to herd everyone in an orderly line behind metal fences. It's pandemonium with hundreds of New Zealand and French supporters are desperate to get there, despite more than 9 hours to kick-off, as well as all the Argentine and Irish fans going a day early. We get tipped off to the correct platform for the fast train by a friendly official before it's announced on the electronic board. We grab a seat just as the hordes are unleashed from the behind the barriers. Things are looking up.
11.30am - Overheard on the train: "New Zealand do not like playing us in the World Cup, we make them nervous." The man was wearing onions around his neck and a beret. There were a couple of guys dressed as Asterix and Obelix. Audible groans from the Irish when one announces that star first-five Johnny Sexton is ruled out.
Fan congregate in Cardiff
1pm - If points were awarded for the colour, creativity and sheer madness of rugby supporters, France would be well ahead on the scoreboard before the quarter-final even starts.