You should be. That's a heritage to celebrate. Celtic right? So you're...uumm...related closely to the Welsh?
You should be. That's a heritage to celebrate. Celtic right? So you're...uumm...related closely to the Welsh?
But I'm proud to be English, so its hard to be proud to be Scots, as for all of history cept the last 25 minutes, we've been bitter foes.
At Banockburn my ancestors were fighting for the Scots, but if I was there, I'd be in the English army.
Weird, huh?
Too weird for my simple brain, I'll tell you that.
OMG. I think an awakening is taking place . Ye canna change what ye are laddie (apologies to Scotty off Star Trek).
Aye Hamish, thats more than a wee bit true.
I was born in Gods England though, in the year of our Lord 1980. Makes me as English as King Cannute.
EDIT - Bad example. Makes me as English as some really English person.
So if you were born in Japan, you'd be Japanese?
EDIT: Canute also known as Cnut. oooo, bit too close that one Stewart
If I was born in Japan, my Father was born in Japan, I'd lived my entire life in Japan, as had my Father, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end when the Japanese nation anthem was played before a big football match, yes. I'd be Japanese.
Thats why I'm English. If you follow.
Aye. Well, I would say you're Scottish old chap. Sionara.
I could say I was British, as a cop out.
So I will.
Me too.
Does it matter where ye herald from? it's whats in ye heart that counts.
if stew decrees that he be englishman, then he be englishman, he shows standing ground of being born in the land...
haveing said that... just because a dog is born in a stable does not make it a horse
It matters because of one word - football.
Haha!
Brilliant.
I started a thread mocking the Welsh, armed with all of my ready wit and cocky humour, and you, a humble surf, a chattle, have tied me in knots and, using nothing but my own arguments against me, have managed to label me as Welsh, in a way I can not escape from.
Bravo, sir. Bravo!
All I can say is a: bet my nob is bigger than yours, and b: in Danish King Canut \ Cnut is known as King Knud.
Its little more than the parting shot of a broken (Welsh) man, but the best I can do under the circumstances.
*skulks off a broken man*
Let's call it a draw. Cya Stew
Fool!
I handed you victory on a plate and you offer a draw.
A draw it is.
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