Wednesday, 3 June 2009

Why Are There No Mirrors In Wales?

Here's a random thought to share with you while I wait for the bath to fill.

I recently went camping in South Wales, in the Black Mountains.

More on that another time. Bet you can't wait, eh?

But I have to say every toilet I went into while I was there didn't have a mirror.

I reckon it is a local government ploy... to avoid scaring the locals.

Because mirrors and some of the people I saw while walking to Tesco in Abergavenny (only to find it shut) should definitely be kept as far away from each other as possible.

Abergavenny may well be the traditional gateway to South Wales and, to the incomparable beauty of Brecon Beacons National Park - but it is also the gateway to the Vale of Ugliness I reckon.

Harsh but fair.

Scary and quite hairy them locals are.

And that was just the women.


This one is Wales's answer to Rachael Weitz.

Guaranteed to put lead in one's pencil every time?

Don't get me wrong, the Welsh are all right.

They are friendly, into beer, rugby and singing.

But.

Yes.

Exactly.

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