I went to the Polytechnic in Pontypridd in 1978 - and stayed in Wales until 2004!. Always had fun down the pub on International days. The thing that pisses the Welsh off most are the plastic fans that only turn up for Wales vs England.
I lived in Cardiff for 17 years and never really felt like I was actually IN Wales. Of course, I did live to the east of the Taff. I went to university in Lampeter (bandit country). Welsh is the first language in that part of Ceredigion. When I was there, I noticed that people would speak to each other in Welsh and change to English for my benefit when they were aware I was a Sais. Conversely, in some pubs, they would chat happily in English until some non-Welsh students came in, then change to Welsh. Lampeter was indeed "dry" (except for the Union Bar, the Rugby club and the Football club) on a Sunday. The boundary for this strange situation was the River Loughor, to the west of Swansea, and the locals would stroll across the long bridge on a Sunday to have a drink.
I did. It wasn't very succesful. Though I suppose you get more success if you pay, however the idea of paying for the honour of being rejected when I can get that through OkCupid/real life for nothing isn't that compelling. Well, we go to the same weekly event and I'm not going to stop going to that because of any girl, so I may see her then. Not sure how I'd react if I saw her tbh. Being cold/distant/short just because she rejected me seems a bit childish. Hey, I asked a girl out in person three times. That's pretty good by my standards. Meh, I hide most of my sappyness.I just acted normally really. Unless wet just means being interested in her and making conversation....
What's all of this anti Welsh stuff about. All my in-laws are Welsh and all the Welsh people I know are absolutely brilliant. I have only ever met one Welsh idiot but rather sadly I have met many more English ones.
Girls night out...... Two wife's go for a night out, both got drunk and then decided to walk home when they both had to pee. They stopped at a cemetery but had nothing to wipe with. One used her knickers,the other grabbed a wreath of a grave.The next morning one of the husbands called the other and said "no more girls nights out! My wife came home with no knickers on".... The other husband said "you think that's bad? Mine came back with a card in her lady parts that read..... From all of us at the fire station ...we will never forget you".
im thinking about taking an ad out in the echo for my future husband with a list of requirements. not very romantic but would probably get the job done, I seem to attract absolute dickheads.
And Morocco get banned from the next 2 ACON's and fined £6million just because they refused to host the tournament in fear of spreading the Ebola virus. Ok......
So in the past two days I've sold seven stories to the national papers, written up a piece that is a feature interview for the weekend's football coverage for a national paper, created a betting advice sheet for millionaires in the Far East, attended a Saints press conference and spoken with Ronald Koeman for the papers. Oh, and I got bollocked by the sports editor of the Daily Star. Productive.
I was writing my feature (a look ahead to this week's Cherries game following an interview with Marc Pugh) and I wrote "...Bournemouth sit top...". I decided to go with this after checking the table and the GD and so on... My sub-editor changed it to 'joint-top' - and then the office had a phone call asking for me, which confused them all. I took the call and it was the sports editor who was calling me about his pet hate, which is people saying 'joint-top'/'joint-bottom'. He pointed out to me that they were top because their GD was four goals superior. I could've thrown the sub-editor under the bus (especially as he had gone for lunch), and dropped him in it with an important contact - but I just accepted it and apologised. He repeatedly made his point and told me to never, ever do it again. He then complimented me on a good article and hung up. I could hardly get a word in edgeways. The co-owner of the agency laughed and said it was very impressive that I: A) Got bollocked on my first full day in the office by the sports editor of the Daily Star - AND - B) Didn't panic/cry/explode - AND - C) Didn't throw my sub-editor (who also part-owns the company) under the bus!
Well done for biting your tongue. You don't want to argue with an editor of a national paper so early in your career.
Oh my.....some people disgust me, and this scum is on a different level. How can someone steal from an elderly woman lying in the road, dying? RIP to the lady who died. But that scumbag should be locked up for at least 10 years. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-manchester-31173113
