We're in Dublin, ready to play Ireland on St Patrick's weekend, with a chance to win the Grand Slam. This is a really high-pressure game for us, but I'm feeling quite relaxed about it.
There is so much at stake for us as a team, but it's not getting to me because I haven't really thought about the consequences of what happens tomorrow.
I'm aware that we haven't won in Dublin since 2003 and it will be a massive deal if we do finally break that losing run, but for a lot of us this is a new situation to be in and that means you don't feel pressure so much.
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The bottom line is that we just want to play well again because we didn't do that last weekend. We didn't take advantage of all the chances we created against France and Scotland. Both those games were frustrating, but it's been great to show we can win ugly.
Now we are desperate to win and finish the job in this RBS Six Nations. We're not going to be together again for a long time, so we will be giving it everything.
I was slightly surprised by the Ireland selection, with Jonathan Sexton at fly-half. I thought they would go with Ronan O'Gara. Maybe they will see how the game is going then bring him on because he is capable of banging over penalties and making us pay if we lose our discipline. But I'm hoping that picking Sexton means they are going to run at us and play some rugby.
We want this to be a better game than the one against Scotland. That was just like a fight. We felt they were ready to be knocked out but we just couldn't land the final blow. We kept making breaks and I reckon one more try would have killed them off, but it just didn't happen for us.
I'm still hoping to break the championship try-scoring record. I should have broken it by now - it's getting frustrating!
This week I was nominated for the Player of the Championship award, which is nice. Floody (Toby Flood) is on the short list too ... and Hask (James Haskell).
I don't know how he scraped in. He's had his man-of-the-match medal on since he won it on Sunday. Occasionally he's tucked it under his top, but he hasn't taken it off. It's ridiculous, I can't believe it. That's the kind of bloke he is. He needs to feel that cold metal on his chest.
It was nearly a bun fight
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I'm hoping this trip to Ireland won't end the same way my last one did with Northampton a year ago.
At the end of the night out after our Heineken Cup quarter-final against Munster in Limerick, me and Dyls (Dylan Hartley) went to a fast food place in the middle of town.
It's a pretty mad rugby city — they are crazy about the game there — but we were feeling a bit down after losing so we decided to go and grab a burger.
As we went into the restaurant, the whole place started singing Munster songs to us.
We were at the counter and this guy was helping us with our order, but all the people were singing at us so we thought we'd better get out because it was getting a bit on top of us.
Dyls walked out first and I was right behind him when someone shouted: 'Chris.' I turned round and he tackled me. People were eating there and the food went everywhere. The guy just jumped up and was gone like a shot.
He really got me with a good hit, right in the ribs, but I didn't drop my burger — I managed to keep hold of it although unfortunately everyone else's food went all over the place. By the time I had got up the guy had disappeared.
I'm not sure I'll be going for a burger tomorrow night, whatever the result of the game, and the pies in Dublin won't be as good as the ones I'm used to in Wigan, so it might have to be somewhere else for me.
People think me and my room-mate Ben Foden are joined at the hip but you should see James Haskell and Paul Doran-Jones. They room together and they are so close I bet they have tattoos of each other's names.
Hask's is probably around his forearm somewhere and it says PDJ or something. Maybe they are trying to be blood brothers, I don't know.
I think our Leicester contingent want to be together so much that they all share one room — with camp beds and sleeping bags. They just can't be away from each other.
It's good to see Strets (David Strettle) back in the squad for this game, but he thinks that Warrington — where he's from — is better than Wigan, and I'm not having that.
There is no way Warrington is as nice as Wigan and Warrington Wolves are a good rugby league team, but they definitely aren't as good as Wigan. Strets looks like a bird of prey.
His ears are worse than mine and he grows his hair to hide them. He's got a nose like a bird of prey, so we call him Kestrel. He's got really skinny legs too — they look like they should be hanging out of a nest!
I haven't been to Dublin since I was about six. I think my dad was on a pub crawl and I tagged along on the end! I only like Guinness with blackcurrant in it and I know the Irish won't be impressed with that. If I order that in a pub here, someone else will be sure to tackle me! Oh well, I'll order it and see what happens...