Viv couldn't hear her phone over the brouhaha, so I called Mark instead and he passed his phone round for me to talk to some of the assembled company, included Christopher himself, who sounded quite bright.
After all that, I went back into the hotel and watched the rest of the game. Lots of yellow cards and one red one. As ever, very disappointed that a major tournament collapses to a penalty shootout. Who remembers cup final replays? Isn't that the way to go? (Apparently not.)
So, today is another day. Watch this space.