In a slight departure from the norm, I’m going to write about a language – one that isn’t English. There are those who would tell you that Welsh as a language is dead and not relevant any more but I don’t think so. They have television, radio, books and newspapers in the language and from my visits there it still seems very much alive. The other reason I like Welsh so much is that I find the accent incredibly sexy when spoken by a pretty girl. There, I said it. Now you all know the real reason. I could wax lyrical for ages about why but some things in life simply cannot or need not to be explained. The fact that I seem to be in a distinct minority in my predelictions bothers me not one jot.

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