General Chat

I've gone down the road, if you've gone when I get back then a very Happy New Year

Whats all this ruddy recket........awwwww sorry ...

** sits and waits to be entertained **

Sally dint you know you could kick your legs up that high....lol

Kay......its that the funky chicken song......lol

Sorry another Welsh one but i do have english subtitles for ya lol

Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi,
Gwlad beirdd a chantorion, enwogion o fri;
Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr tra mâd,
Dros ryddid collasant eu gwaed.

Gwlad, gwlad, pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad.
Tra môr yn fur i'r bur hoff bau,
O bydded i'r hen iaith barhau.

Hen Gymru fynyddig, paradwys y bardd,
Pob dyffryn, pob clogwyn, i'm golwg sydd hardd;
Trwy deimlad gwladgarol, mor swynol yw si
Ei nentydd, afonydd, i mi.

Gwlad, gwlad, pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad.
Tra môr yn fur i'r bur hoff bau,
O bydded i'r hen iaith barhau.

Os treisiodd y gelyn fy ngwlad tan ei droed,
Mae hen iaith y Cymry mor fyw ag erioed,
Ni luddiwyd yr awen gan erchyll law brad,
Na thelyn berseiniol fy ngwlad.

Gwlad, gwlad, pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad.
Tra môr yn fur i'r bur hoff bau,
O bydded i'r hen iaith barhau.

In English

The land of my fathers is dear unto me,
Old land where the minstrels are honoured and free:
Its warring defenders, so gallant and brave,
For freedom their life's blood they gave

Land!,Land!,True I am to my land!

While seas secure,

this land so pure,

o may our old language endure.
O land of the mountains, the bard's paradise,
Whose precipice, valleys lone as the skies,
Green murmuring forest, far echoing flood
Fire the fancy and quicken the blood

For tho' the fierce foeman has ravaged your realm,
The old speech of Wales he cannot o'erwhelm,
Our passionate poets to silence command
Or banish the harp from your strand.

I've just come doon frae the Isle of Skye,
I'm no verra big, an I'm awfi shy,
An a'the lassies shout Aye, Aye,
Donald where's yer troosers....

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low,
Through the street in ma kilt I'll go,
An all the lassies shout Ho Ho,
Donald where's yer troosers....

Is everyone ready for this one..............................................................................AGADOO DO DO

Lol CC I lurrrrrv yer


~~~~~~~~~~to everyone~~~~~~~




Speech software should be with your PC......tis worth a try and not that much.......We miss yer too much


Now where was I???? O Yes!......


Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.

But come you back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.

And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

With my eyes closed CC?

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen

Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a King
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the music's high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...

You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen

You're a teaser, you turn 'em on
Leave them burning and then you're gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...

You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen.

Hayley I refuse to sit here with my heart on my bum!

cor...been surrounded by Welsh all day...even in me research Sigh!


By yon bonnie banks,
And by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
Where me and my true love
Were ever want to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

'Twas then that we parted
In yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond,
Where in purple hue
The Highland hills we view,
And the moon coming out in the gloaming.

Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

The wee birdie sang
And the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping,
But the broken heart it kens
Nae second Spring again,
Tho' the waeful may cease frae their greeting.

Oh! ye'll take the high road and
I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love
Will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

Knees up Muvva Braaaaahn
Knees up Muvva Braaaaahn
Under the table you must go
Ee-aye, Ee-aye, Ee-aye-0

If I catch ya bendin
I'll saw yer legs right off
Knees up knees up,
Don't get the breeze up...
Knees up Muvva Braaaaahn.....

Susan I was thinking of you earlier ...mwahhhhh...

Shall we dress up as pans people Clare ** wink **

flaps arms doing the,,,**,BIRDIE ***song,!!

You need some speech software CC

********right cheek in ,right cheek out ,left cheek in an wobble it all about,,,******

We'll keep a welcome in the hillside
We'll keep a welcome in the Vales
This land you knew will still be singing
When you come home again to Wales

This land of song will keep a welcome
And with a love that never fails
We'll kiss away each hour of hiraeth
When you come home again to Wales

We'll keep a welcome in the hillside
We'll keep a welcome in the Vales
This land you knew will still be singing
When you come home again to Wales

Muvver Kelly's
doorstep, down Paradise
Row, I'd sit along o'
Nelly, she'd sit along o'
Joe. She's got a little
hole in her frock, hole in her shoe,
hole in her sock, where her toe peeped through, but
Nelly was the smartest down our
alley. On Mother Kelly's
doorstep, I'm wondering
now, if li'l gal
Nelly, remembers
Joe, her beau, and does she
love me like she
used to, on Mother Kelly's
door step, down Paradise
Row.

It's good to see you back CC

Can you hang on 5 mins, I need to go to the bottle shop?

Good Idea!


Onnnnnnnnn!..............