"My friends and I travelled across the Irish Sea to watch Ireland vs. Wales - I wanted to get into the spirit of being a Welsh fan in Ireland.
The day of the match arrived. Time for me to put on my outfit, a bit of slap and paint my nails red. As I was walking through the town of Bray - on the way to watch the match on TV - all these cars were tooting and people were waving and even an occasional wolf whistle was heard and I thought "this is great!"
On entering the hotel where the people we knew were staying, one said to me: "Hello Gladys." And I actually did feel like Gladys that day. It was a brilliant day even though Wales had lost. I had to have a pair of false boobs before leaving Ireland as I was as flat as a pancake. With my new boobs I decided to go to watch Wales vs. Italy in Cardiff to see if I could pull an Italian. And boy did I have some fun and luck that day as they were all over me and even after photos with me.
I am now a sexy pin-up on a wall near you. So wives beware; lock your husbands up as you never know ... they may be glad to see Gladys!"