Hen wlad fy Nhadau (Land of My Fathers) Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi, Gwlad beirdd a chantorion, enwogion o fri; Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr tra mad, 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 […]
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Lord George Gordon Byron (1788-1824) . . . Tuesday 4th March 2014 Chromasports & Trophies […]
It was an early start as I creakingly arose at 5.00am on Friday 9th March, forced myself under the steaming jets of the shower, grabbed a quick cup of coffee and hit the road at 6.00am. The first stop was in Leicester, where I picked up Graeme and then we drove through the sunrise up […]
