The clouds have parted but the waves still crash ferociously against the rocks just over the road from his penthouse apartment.
Before we leave, he proudly shows off newspaper clippings from the South Wales Echo, Western Mail and South Wales Argus that his parents compiled in a book.
We climb down the stairs to head out for a coffee. The walls are adorned floor to ceiling in memorabilia and he stops to recall tales from a storied career. At the top of the staircase, we pause and look at his Rugby World Cup final jersey before making our way to the bottom, where his schoolboy shirts are displayed.
