Diarree of Pembrokeshire’s Blue – Part XI

Every now and again there are posts that appear on the forum that can't fail but to make us laugh. Because of the nature of the forum with so many posts per day these can soon get lost in the archives of the web site and so we look to preserve them more prominently at the front end of things. And that is why, Planet Swans and Barry_Island proudly present for you, Diarree of Pembrokeshire's Blue

the penultimate episode..

One more sleep, clean sheets on bed.

Deer Jakarmi.

You lost ha, ha. Ew are useless. Dad’s gone down the pub beacuse he’s in a mood so I’ve sneaked on his computa while Mum’s on the forn. Does anywun know wot Fitwelshbirdz.com is? It is on a stickee on his screne. I think it is something to do with awnathology.

I am not Inglish.

I’m to eggsited too sleep. Wot az I been doing today apart from packing my canns of Mangled Spekalightus to go to Wemberlee. Neh, neh, neh, neh, neh.

I az made a new flag from an old sheet which Mum gave me. Not the one from last nyte, which is um not availabel. It’s grate my flag. Its all abowt the last time we wun the cup. Wen ave ew ever won the cupp? Never that’s wen. Ha ha.

I remember the filum I went to see in Temby. It wuz Redknobs and Broomstiks. It has my favuriut line ever from a filum. “Ew’ve wun the ruddy cupp.” Classic scene. That woman from South Wales woo later starred in “Merthyr She wrote” was in it. Wonder what buss she’ll be on tomorrow. I dunno. Any ideas who I can arsk?

Dad is a Swinesey Supporta. He az bene grumpy since ew lost. Ha ha. Were Mansfield good or were ew normal? Ha ha. Toidee. Tonight he stormed off down his pub, the Wings of Pant-y Lyna, or sumfing like that.

He told Mum “make sertain eze in bed before I cumz orm”

I az faulded my new away kit on my chair reddy to go. Cant get the paynt off my face who kez. I is gowing to Wemblee neh, neh, neh, neh, neh.

The lards az bort me a packet of balloons to let go in the grownd. on em it sez "lubricated for cumfort". They musst feel bad cos I az sanded my lips a bit too much.

Wonder what the scales will say when I weighs on Wemblee Weigh. I’ll tell ew tomorrow as Mum has topped me up agen.

Look out for my flag. It says “The 01792 Club” goes well with my new shirt. Can’t wayt till the boyz seez it.

Toodle pip. Toidee.

Y r we?

Aderyn Glas – see I’m not Hinglish. Dai two spunes tort me that urlier.

You can view the previous diaree entry here