JOHN HENDLEY'S WOLVES TOUR BLOG: PART SEVEN

Tony Daley is, by nature, a happy sort of chappie. But he has been positively beaming since he tried to take advantage of some free time by popping into a city bar for a nightcap - only to be stopped and asked for some ID as they thought he was underage!

The bouncer on the door was in serious danger of being kissed by our 42-year-old Fitness Coach who this morning has been going round all the squad members relating the incident. Most thought he has just 'lost it' whilst the new members of the squad, Ronald Zubar, Bobo Balde and Nenad Miliaš, probably believed that something had been lost in translation.

But good mood or not, it didn't stop Dales from putting on a brutal training session at King's Park which is a ten minute drive from the team's hotel. The park, which is huge, overlooks the river and the city and was a great place to be at on a glorious winter's day here with blue skies and temperatures in the mid to high twenties.

After a 20 minute jog the players then had four 600 metre uphill runs to complete. I got a sweat on just watching them. It was hard - very hard, sat there seeing them work. But once again the old 'hammy' was playing up a bit so I declined Kights' kind offer to join them. In any case, my svelte-like physique and searing pace would only have embarrassed the lads.

Instead I gathered up the empty water bottles and chatted to inquisitive locals about who we were and why we were there. It was a big problem trying to convince them that I wasn't a player.

Today's blog has a backroom feel about it with Pat Mountain coming under the microscope following revelations that he has a raspberry phone, or should that be blackberry. Whatever, our goalkeeping coach hasn't got a clue of to how to use it - the only thing he has mastered, and he struggles with that sometimes, is the phone itself.

He asked for some advice from our cameraman Alex who tried to show him how to use it to get on the internet, and send emails. To your everyday bloke in the street, this is fairly simple but our Welsh wonder went into meltdown before thanking Alex for what was a pointless exercise and shoving the phone back in his pocket.  I think the word 'Luddite' was used somewhere in the conversation.

Finally, no blog would be complete without a word on Trev and Mort, our kit men.

The intrepid duo were on the way to drop some kit at off at the laundry when they got a bit lost. This was understandable as Mort was driving and Trev was map reading. Trev can get lost in his own driveway. 

Anyway, they stopped at some traffic lights and Trev said "I'll ask this bloke where it is." Trouble was that the 'bloke' was a bronze statue - one of several that can be seen around the city. Mort just shook his head, sighed and moved on hoping no-one had noticed, when the lights changed to amber.

Meanwhile Platypus latest: Good news. Apparently they have one in Taronga Zoo in Sydney. Bad news. It's a four hour flight away.   

EDITOR'S NOTE:  Can I just wish Foz all the best for his birthday today about which I am sure we will hear plenty more in tomorrow's blog.  Our drinks will wait until you get back Foz!  59 today I hear?  Only six years till retirement then.....Meanwhile Foz's work experience partner Skippy has been undergoing intensive treatment in the physio's room and hydrotherapy pool following the dumbell accident at the weekend at the Compton training ground.

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