I didn't choose the clubbed thumb life, the clubbed thumb life chose me.
Glowing pink, ruby red, cherry red, tomato red, lobster rouge; every shade of red in the spectrum. All on my face. At once.
It's horrible to believe the fact that the beautiful Welsh language may be dying out. So, it's our job to keep this unique dialect alive and spread some brilliant Welsh phrases with our fellow Brits.
Whatever happened to being a good ol’ fashioned pirate, pumpkin or princess?