There’s lovely.
They’ll be here now tomorrow or Monday.
Love my Welsh rellies.
Almost as mad/bad/dangerous to know as those savage, marauding Scots.
It’s going to be Torture.
Fun, Laughter. Great food. A glass or several of bubbly. Abba. Robbie Williams. Non-stop conversation. More fun. Homemade Tea Bread. A belated Birthday Celebration. (No. I’m not making the cake!!)
And a Welsh Basset Hound called Basil who loves cheese.
“If I should die, think only this of me….I had a bloody grand time and a smile on my face.”
Apologies to Rupert Brooke.
Amseroedd da o’n blaenau :o)
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I cannot imagine anything more wonderful than Welsh coming for tea:D! Have all the fun and merriment you can, Greta! You are more than deserving. Give Basil a hug for me!
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Thank You, my Friend. Basil is brilliant. He can walk underneath Tsar…and they both have a cheese obsession :o)
What I love so much about us “Celts”…we know how to have FUN. Celebrate.Laugh. Cry. Tell Very Bad Jokes that everyone finds hilarious. Good, Honest Fun. You’d love it x
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P.S. Deb,
A Scottish wake is Always a Celebration. Of a life lived.
Baked meats, the ceilidh. Pipes and fiddles.
Not ever the Anglo-Saxon fascination with Death.
WE doing our mourning in private.
Just saying :o)
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