Today, in Wales, and other places where fellow taffs can be found, they’re celebrating St David’s Day.
I didn’t do much: ate baby sheep, spoke to one of my sisters and one of my aunts – both in Sydney, spoke to the folks, took it easy.
Wherever you are, Welsh or not, I hope you’re having a good Sunday.
Now: back to reading about the dawn of nuclear weapons. What? You were expecting fluffy in Forever?