Are the chaps turning into louts? How long before rugby has its own self-styled Manchester United-style decadent night on the tiles? Money, girls, bring it on.

Self-indulgent: is money corrupting rugby like it has football?
Now, I might imagine that one or two of you out there might be squirming shamefully at blurred memory of what might or might not have gone on back in the dim and distant when boys were boys, rugby tours were rugby tours, and what went on tour stayed on tour.



