Tomorrow I go to Wales for the weekend. Don’t ask me why. It’s just one of those things.

images-3 If it’s good enough for them …

For people who don’t know much about Wales I shall now summarize.

Wales is a small country to the West of Tunbridge Wells that is about the size of Wales. It has it’s own language best spoken when you have a heavy cold. Every other person dresses up as a leek and they make bread out of seaweed. Red dragons are to be seen everywhere. The sheep there are some of the best looking in the world.

In preparation for this jaunt I have bought some shiny beads to offer the natives and have been diving in front of complete strangers when they sneeze.

Byddaf yn gweiddi os oes angen unrhyw help … hwyl fawr.