Blog 149. The Land of our Fathers

So that was Wales.  Been there, done that, don’t wear tee-shirts. “Prynhawn Da”. Following my principle of learning and using a few key phrases of a host country when on holiday, I thus addressed the receptionist as we arrived in our hotel in Abergele, North Wales.“Good Afternoon, sir”, was the prompt reply in a Yorkshire EnglishContinue reading “Blog 149. The Land of our Fathers”