GG I have an 8 year old grandson who should go on Junior Mastermind, chosen subject - Football. Problem is, he thinks I know who and what he is talking about. Is already at the stage where 'the ref is useless'. Quite funny really.
No football allowed on my TV, but I do actually like a bit of rugby, if England is playing. I'm one of those people that true rugby fans moan about.
I have a rugby-obsessed grandson, too, aged 12. He lives in England but was born in Wales and feels Welsh, so he has a real problem when Wales play England. In Wales, this particular rivalry takes on an importance somewhere between a war and a religion! This song from Max Boyce sums it up.
We paid our weekly shilling for that January trip
A long weekend in London, aye, without a bit of kip
There's a seat reserved for beer by the boys from Abercarn
There's beer, pontoon, crisps and fags and a croakin 'Calon Lan'.
And we were singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'.
Into Paddington we did roll with an empty crate of ale
Will had lost at cards and now his Western Mail's for sale
But Will is very happy though his money all has gone
He swapped five photos of his wife for one of Barry John!
And we were singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos.'
We told the guard that we're from Wales, and asked 'Is Twickers far?'
He said "Man you can catch a 48, but it isn't very far."
On the bus were boys from Blaina who'd been to see the Queen
So we had a quick Gymanfa, aye, it was the greatest London's seen.
'cause we were singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'.
We got to Twickers early and were jostled in the crowd
Planted leeks and dragons, looked for toilets all around
So many there we couldn't budge -twisted legs and pale
I'm ashamed we used a bottle that once held bitter ale!
And we were singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos.'
Wales defeated England in a fast and open game
We sang 'Cwm Rhondda' and 'Delilah' damn, they sounded both the same
We sympathised with an Englishman whose team was doomed to fail
So we gave him that old bottle, that once held bitter ale!
He started singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'.
There is a bit more, but it is not very politically correct! The Welsh adore that song.
Gosh; I blinked and missed the start of this brilliant thread! I don't have time to read all the posts, but GG what a fab idea! I suppose that my gardening moan is people who don't look after their gardens (why don't they live in a flat?) Also I have a long thin stretch out the front of my fence that was weeds when I bought the place and 10 years or so ago I weeded and planted it and everyone says it's great. It is also a good way to meet neighbours as they walk past when I'm weeding out there; BUT there are sometimes people who don't pick up their dog's poo - they just kick it into my plants! So I have to wear bullet proof rubber gloves when I'm working out there. There, that is my moan, not that important in the scheme of things, but hey ho.
He typifies Welsh humour. I once travelled in a car with two Irish guys, playing a Max Boyce tape. I fell about laughing and they did not crack a smile. Perhaps they did not understand his accent, but it is probably regional humour.
Actually GG I always find the best bit is the National Anthems and the singing during the match. Not wishing to be unpatriotic, but do wish we could have an alterative anthem. Used to live within spitting distance of Twickenham ground, so when a big match was on you had to get out early unless you wanted to stay in all day.
My sympathies Artjak. Fortunately, only have your problem on the pavement outside house. One particular dog, not yet caught the culprit owner. Another gripe!!
Good evening all ,on the subject of dog poo a neighbour of mine recently collected a certain dogs poo and brought it the owners house( it was in a clear plastic bag) and gave it to the woman of the house ,saying your DOG left this in my garden .the dog is now brought for walks on a leash . if the local dog warden catches a dog pooing and its with the owner the fine is a hefty €800
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GG I have an 8 year old grandson who should go on Junior Mastermind, chosen subject - Football. Problem is, he thinks I know who and what he is talking about. Is already at the stage where 'the ref is useless'. Quite funny really.
No football allowed on my TV, but I do actually like a bit of rugby, if England is playing. I'm one of those people that true rugby fans moan about.
I heard that on the radio this morning Verdun and was appalled. What was the man thinking of.
I have a rugby-obsessed grandson, too, aged 12. He lives in England but was born in Wales and feels Welsh, so he has a real problem when Wales play England. In Wales, this particular rivalry takes on an importance somewhere between a war and a religion! This song from Max Boyce sums it up.
We paid our weekly shilling for that January trip
A long weekend in London, aye, without a bit of kip
There's a seat reserved for beer by the boys from Abercarn
There's beer, pontoon, crisps and fags and a croakin 'Calon Lan'.
And we were singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'.
Into Paddington we did roll with an empty crate of ale
Will had lost at cards and now his Western Mail's for sale
But Will is very happy though his money all has gone
He swapped five photos of his wife for one of Barry John!
And we were singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos.'
We told the guard that we're from Wales, and asked 'Is Twickers far?'
He said "Man you can catch a 48, but it isn't very far."
On the bus were boys from Blaina who'd been to see the Queen
So we had a quick Gymanfa, aye, it was the greatest London's seen.
'cause we were singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'.
We got to Twickers early and were jostled in the crowd
Planted leeks and dragons, looked for toilets all around
So many there we couldn't budge -twisted legs and pale
I'm ashamed we used a bottle that once held bitter ale!
And we were singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos.'
Wales defeated England in a fast and open game
We sang 'Cwm Rhondda' and 'Delilah' damn, they sounded both the same
We sympathised with an Englishman whose team was doomed to fail
So we gave him that old bottle, that once held bitter ale!
He started singing hymns and arias, 'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'.
There is a bit more, but it is not very politically correct! The Welsh adore that song.
Gosh; I blinked and missed the start of this brilliant thread!
I don't have time to read all the posts, but GG what a fab idea! I suppose that my gardening moan is people who don't look after their gardens (why don't they live in a flat?) Also I have a long thin stretch out the front of my fence that was weeds when I bought the place and 10 years or so ago I weeded and planted it and everyone says it's great. It is also a good way to meet neighbours as they walk past when I'm weeding out there; BUT there are sometimes people who don't pick up their dog's poo - they just kick it into my plants!
So I have to wear bullet proof rubber gloves when I'm working out there. There, that is my moan, not that important in the scheme of things, but hey ho.
He typifies Welsh humour. I once travelled in a car with two Irish guys, playing a Max Boyce tape. I fell about laughing and they did not crack a smile. Perhaps they did not understand his accent, but it is probably regional humour.
Actually GG I always find the best bit is the National Anthems and the singing during the match. Not wishing to be unpatriotic, but do wish we could have an alterative anthem. Used to live within spitting distance of Twickenham ground, so when a big match was on you had to get out early unless you wanted to stay in all day.
My sympathies Artjak. Fortunately, only have your problem on the pavement outside house. One particular dog, not yet caught the culprit owner. Another gripe!!
Good evening all ,on the subject of dog poo a neighbour of mine recently collected a certain dogs poo and brought it the owners house( it was in a clear plastic bag) and gave it to the woman of the house ,saying your DOG left this in my garden .the dog is now brought for walks on a leash . if the local dog warden catches a dog pooing and its with the owner the fine is a hefty €800
Derek