The Land of my Fathers is dear unto me...
Time for the obligatory 'thank fuck we beat the English' post, that I like to inflict on you all around this time every year...
... providing, of course, that we do actually beat them. Which we did. So a big fuck you to them.
And by 'we' I mean Wales, but I'm pretty confident Scotland can beat them in a few weeks, cause they SUCK and I hate them.
Nyah nyah nyah.
So I spent Valentines Day ensconced in the living room with a few vats of cider, the Edwards clan, Bobsy, Louisa and Deeney (who brought Japanese, which was awesome and was quite scarred by the experience), shouting at the TV and damn near giving myself a stroke I was so fucking nervous. Also nearly burst into tears during the Welsh anthem, but that's pretty much a given...
I'm personally of the opinion that Cardiff Arms Stadium is the best fucking stadium in the whole world.
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Probably the best Valentines I've ever had.
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