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Spent the weekend in North Wales. A bunch of us climbed Snowdon. It's all very beautiful. Nice beers afterwards in Beddgelert, which could well be the most scenic village I've ever been in. Found the people to be friendly but pleasingly quirky and sarcastic.
Highly recommended for a weekend away.
Compliments to you, JohnCharles.
"The opposite of love, after all, is not hate, but indifference."
I spent Saturday in South Wales watching Fulham somehow contrive to ship four goals to Cardiff City due to some more comically dog shi t defending. Some top beers in the very welcoming Landsdowne pub before the game, glorious sunshine and friendly locals. Cardiff’s a good away day these days - it wasn’t like that in the nineties.
I absolutely love Wales - beatiful country, invariably friendly locals, good food and drink, and lots of cracking walks. Glad you enjoyed yourself, Brian.
Looks a bit scary but she loves all that kind of stuff. Anyway when we go we'll make a weekend of it and take in Snowden as well. If we have time we might try and make it to Caernarfon too?
Looks a bit scary but she loves all that kind of stuff. Anyway when we go we'll make a weekend of it and take in Snowden as well. If we have time we might try and make it to Caernarfon too?
I had two conversations with locals about Caernarfon over the weekend.
The first lad told me that the standard greeting in that town is "Awright cahnt?". He wasn't sure if "cahnt" meant c.u.n.t or was a local dialect thing.
I told the second lad this and he said "Dialect, my awse, they call each other cahnts."
I think you need to go there.
"The opposite of love, after all, is not hate, but indifference."
I had two conversations with locals about Caernarfon over the weekend.
The first lad told me that the standard greeting in that town is "Awright cahnt?". He wasn't sure if "cahnt" meant c.u.n.t or was a local dialect thing.
I told the second lad this and he said "Dialect, my awse, they call each other cahnts."
I think you need to go there.
My wife will be in stiches if thats how everyone greets eachother
I had two conversations with locals about Caernarfon over the weekend.
The first lad told me that the standard greeting in that town is "Awright cahnt?". He wasn't sure if "cahnt" meant c.u.n.t or was a local dialect thing.
I told the second lad this and he said "Dialect, my awse, they call each other cahnts."
I think you need to go there.
Every Welsh guy I've ever played rugby with has always introduced themselves to the group with that haha
Alright you caaaahhhnnts, on the beers is it?
Obviously I'm well equipped with the vagaries of Irish vernacular, but my good mate from Wales still makes my head spin when he tells me he'll be somewhere "now, in a minute"
I had two conversations with locals about Caernarfon over the weekend.
The first lad told me that the standard greeting in that town is "Awright cahnt?". He wasn't sure if "cahnt" meant c.u.n.t or was a local dialect thing.
I told the second lad this and he said "Dialect, my awse, they call each other cahnts."
I think you need to go there.
It's very lovely - I'm there next week.
If you go again, check out some of the beaches in Anglesey plus the Llyn Peninsula.
I'm running the Snowdonia Marathon next Sat (or attempting to, at least) - it goes through Beddgelert (or Gelert's Grave, if you believe the folklore). Been injured a lot during training so I'm 'winging it' with blind faith and a few painkillers.
"Thank you for supporting Queens Park Rangers Steep Staircase"... and I thought I'd signed up for a rollercoaster.
For a Kilimanjaro veteran I guess it was a doddle Brian? I will have to get round to climbing it eventually too.I might wait until we play Wrexham away again though.
If 'ee be becalmed orf Aberdovey a half day's hike thru bandit country finds a lively soul at Machynlleth and thence ten moiles north... a graaand day out,here be dragons and terrordactyls me hearties!
A Rangers supporting mate of mine has moved from Banbury to Carleon in south Wales. He has kept the faith and brings his two teenage daughters - both as Welsh as a field of leeks - to a couple of home games every season. One of them proudly wears her dad's old Guinness home shirt.
RFA
"Things had started becoming increasingly desperate at Loftus Road but QPR have been handed a massive lifeline and the place has absolutely erupted. it's carnage. It's bedlam. It's 1-1."
For a Kilimanjaro veteran I guess it was a doddle Brian? I will have to get round to climbing it eventually too.I might wait until we play Wrexham away again though.
Well we had a kid with us so we took one of the easier routes, up from Rhyd Ddu train station, but everybody found it manageable and safe.
"The opposite of love, after all, is not hate, but indifference."
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