A box of pasties in his car boot for the journey home, plus a few flagons of cider.
He shot himself in the foot by awarding the try without thinking, then the TMO had to give him a cast iron reason NOT to award the try. At the other end, he actually mused, before awarding the try, that he should NOT award it until the TMO had looked. A brain fart. Not unusual for Tempo. He was clearly puffing after the run, and obviously wanted to get inside and go home.