best welsh language soap opera in the world….well, pobly.

L:ife does have its moments of unexpected drama. i’ve had a quite a bit this year, i’ll be glad when it’s all over. I left my nice guitar in suffolk. Harriet knew a delivery man who lives back in wales. i talked to him and thought he’d putt he guitar in his van more or less for free (as a favour), and then i’d drive up to Powys to pick it up. But of course one must never make assumptions. i’ve been called entitled, and maybe i am. anyway i’m on the phone to this delivery man a few weeks later. money raises its ugly head.

Why didn’t you mention that when i spoke to you a few weeks ago,

Tell you what – he says – i’ll take it back to suffolk and you can pick it up your fuckin self!

Aooowwwww