This year Mother's Day and St David's Day have fallen on the same weekend. So yesterday I was wandering around with a large daffodil on my lapel, and today I am opening presents and cards. What a great weekend!
Several of the family have streaming colds which is not so great, but none of them are as bad as Mr Penry will be when he catches it (or so he has informed me.) He is probably right. He does get bloody awful colds.
So I am making the most of things here to get on with some writing - the book is coming along well, but since I am working on several things at once, it's been a case of playing catch up. This explains why I've been a bit quiet on the blog over the past few days but will hopefully catch up again soon. Please bear with me.
Oh, and for those of you not living in the Principality, St David is the Patron Saint of Wales, generally honoured by wearing daffodils or leeks on March 1st.
As you can see, some people do get carried away with the daffodils. This man covered his house in them!
Banks sometimes give out free Welsh cakes, choirs and brass bands sometimes get together and sing or play, children dress up in Welsh costumes and enter the school's Eisteddfod. This is a wide ranging series of competitions, from music to art, writing.... you name it basically.
And sometimes, as in Cardiff yesterday, the Royal Welch Regiment goes marching with Shenkin the regimental mascot:
