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RichardB

Slightly retro
Location
West Wales
Red sky at night, shepherd's delight. Red sky in the morning, shepherd's house is on fire.
Popular in the 80s ...

Red sky at night, the refinery's alight.
Red sky in the morning, radiation warning.
 

RichardB

Slightly retro
Location
West Wales
Almost similar to the other one from the 80s

Come home to a real fire....................................................................buy a holiday cottage in Wales
With respect, Meibion Glyndwr were doing that in the early 70s. I was at Bangor Uni and several of my Welsh acquaintances had combat jackets that smelled suspiciously of hydrocarbons.
 

raleighnut

Legendary Member
With respect, Meibion Glyndwr were doing that in the early 70s. I was at Bangor Uni and several of my Welsh acquaintances had combat jackets that smelled suspiciously of hydrocarbons.
I was on holiday in the early 80s in North Wales (Llanberis) and went into a pub, as I ordered a pint it suddenly went quiet, "On Holiday" said the Barman "yep" I replied "doing a bit of hill-walking" he then asked where I was staying "oh the tents in a field just up the road, the farmer said I'd be fine there when I asked". Suddenly the pub went back to normal and I ended up having a great night.
After a couple of days up on Snowden I went back to Llanberis and got talking to some people and they asked me what I'd been up to and such then said are you having a drink, I told em yep, once I'd got the tent up I'd be having a pint in this pub (I forget the name now) to be told "Oh you don't want to go in there, that's the locals pub, they hate the English in there"
Went back in to the same pub and the Barman not only knew what I drank but I ended up having a really good night in there again.
 

RichardB

Slightly retro
Location
West Wales
Went back in to the same pub and the Barman not only knew what I drank but I ended up having a really good night in there again.
I'm not surprised at this. The North Walians can be a bit prickly (even the South Walians say this), and especially with the English, but I spent three years there and got on with them fine. I behaved like a guest not an invader, learned a few words of Welsh and used them when I could (just a quick 'diolch yn fawr' in a shop, or 'bore da' in the street), and generally had a good time. I'm guessing that, as a walker, you were considered to be an upright and decent person, and were treated accordingly. If you had gone into the same pub in a Barbour and wellies, and haw-hawed a lot about what laaaavely countryside you have, and my goodness, how can any of you pronounce those funny road signs, ha ha, not a vowel in sight, ho ho, anyway, big G&Ts please my good man, and mind your tractor doesn't bump the Jag in the car park*, then I suspect your welcome would have been very different.

*Yes, I have heard all of those, cringed with embarrassment and pretended to be Lithuanian for the evening.
 
We stayed in a camp site near Dolgellau and my wife wanted to learn some Welsh, so we bought a small phrase book

It had a section called "In the Pub" it included translations such as:

The Barmaid is s a smart piece isn't she?
She certainly has large breasts
Is she single?

I was never sure whether it was a windup or not as the rest of the book was less eccentric
 

Cubist

Still wavin'
Location
Ovver 'thill
Friend of ours was visiting a village in North Wales with a long and difficult name, but she was determined to learn how to pronounce it. She went into a pub and ordered a pint and a sandwich and when the barmaid brought it to her she asked her to tell her the name of where she was slowly and clearly so an English visitor could understand it. The barmaid drew a breath, and said "THE... RED...LIE...YON"
 
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subaqua

What’s the point
Location
Leytonstone
Friend of ours was visiting a village in North Wales with a long and difficult name, but she was determined to learn how to spell it. She went into a pub and ordered a pint and a sandwich and when the barmaid brought it to her she asked her to tell her the name of where she was slowly and clearly so an English visitor could understand it. The barmaid drew a breath, and said "THE... RED...LIE...YON"

Y Llew Coch .

and yes the North welsh can be a bit prickly with Saes. cofiwch tryweryn - we generally don't like having our villages razed to ground on a pack of lies. ( who knew scouse businesses lied ;) )

I had a pee in Llyn Celyn when i was on a primary school visit. the others in my class told on me to the head teacher. who told me it was the best thing he had heard of me do
 

Profpointy

Legendary Member
Y Llew Coch .

and yes the North welsh can be a bit prickly with Saes. cofiwch tryweryn - we generally don't like having our villages razed to ground on a pack of lies. ( who knew scouse businesses lied ;) )

I had a pee in Llyn Celyn when i was on a primary school visit. the others in my class told on me to the head teacher. who told me it was the best thing he had heard of me do

typical gogs - grassing up their mates to authority

to be fair rural west wales was just as bad for that.
 
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