I've just returned from a brief trip to my homeland to visit my mother, Queen Pellinore. Whilst there I saw the preparations for the upcoming tournament, the "Quest For The Cup of Ryder", which will take place in Newport in a few weeks time (the tiltyard will be within the grounds of an ancient holy place known as, "The Celtic Manor"). I was most interested to see how this quaint, but sleepy Welsh hamlet would project itself to the wider world as it positions itself as the global centre for duelling with golf sticks.
I can quite understand that to promote the event to the colonies via Welsh Male Voice Choir could loose some impact in translation, so, at first, I applauded this excellent attempt to speak to the Transatlantians through their own idiom
Imagine my horror to find that the minstrels and jesters singing of the glories of Newport were, in fact ENGLISH!!!
There's more to the Land of your Mothers than Newport, sire, as this moving tapestry will demonstrate:
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I agree, fair maid. However, to go to the place where I was born and schooled you need to go to Cwmbran
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.. "if you drank in the Moonraker you had to be nailed", ah, how true