Sorry this is so late, I've been suffering in silence all week. Well, it would be silence if not for being able to text landlines.

BRING BRING
Dus: Hello?
Automated voice: Dus, I would like a cup of hot lemon and honey now please.
Dus: *sigh* ok baybee, I'll be down in a minute.

He's been a super star!

Anyway, here's what I wore on Sunday.


jeans, blouse, cardigan. The usual. I think I need some challenges for my What I wores. Any suggestions in my comments please :)

We celebrated St David at our Sunday service so we were all asked to wear red. I don't own anything red except for a tiny bit of red lace on the socks I was wearing. 
No idea what I was thinking but I thought you'd appreciate a bit of a close up on this ole pixie cut of mine.

I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this short hair do of mine despite my morning look :)

Anyway, back to the red. I took a sneaky pic on Sunday on my phone while we were singing the Welsh National anthem IN WELSH!!!


People, unless you've been taught Welsh, you can't just go and read the words and sing Welsh. Trust me on this one. Dus and I just ended up humming along. Even those who were taught Welsh at school but can't speak it were able to sing the Welsh but Dus and I totally couldn't. We find this every year. You simply cannot look at a Welsh word and imagine how it's pronounced. Unique language lol!

Here it is typed up.

Mae Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau

The Land Of My Fathers

They're purpleyer in real life but I still can't get to grips with GIMP!
Isn't he a cutie though :)

Anyway, challenges for next Sunday's outfit in my comments are much appreciated! xx

So today is St David's day. What's that? You've never heard of this fella? Well, last years post was very informative and you can find it here


No, this post is to grump. Wales may not be the biggest constituent country of the UK but it's a mighty fine place to live and beautiful to boot. So today I AM celebrating St David's day because I live in Wales. I would celebrate St George's day because I'm English but I don't cos it's Dusband's birthday that day so we celebrate that instead.

I don't celebrate St Andrew's day because I'm not Scottish and I don't celebrate St Patrick's day because I'm not Irish. And no I don't consider you to be Scottish or Irish if your great, great grandparent was. I consider myself to be English because I was born in England.

I consider my mother to be English because she was born in England. I consider my grandmother to be English because she was born in England (I think) but I do consider my great grandmother to be Scottish because she was born in Scotland.

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I know I may have just offended half of the United States but if the past 4 generations of your family were born in the States then I consider you American. Not Irish.

Funny enough we don't get that heritage business here, maybe because the Brits are a mongrel nation to begin with. A bit of Viking, a bit of Norman, a bit of Celt.

Anyway, grumping about heritage aside, I am also annoyed that no sooner was Christmas 'over' then the Valentine's crafts started appearing on blogs and no sooner was Valentine's over St Patrick's crafts started appearing. Come on people, is there anything you don't feel the need to 'celebrate'?

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Maybe it's the days we don't celebrate that we should. The little boys last night who were so excited to be playing frisbee that they couldn't stop jumping up and down with glee. Or maybe the little girl who doesn't talk to us telling us about her birthday party last night. Those, my good friends are things to celebrate. Not days that once long ago may have had some significance and now we only continue them for fear of being left behind.

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Normal service will resume tomorrow once I've finished eating my leeks and admiring my daffodils!