Lola at the Coffee House

Today is the feast of St. David . . . buy a Welshman a beer ! ! !

It's a pinch and a punch for the first of the month.

Good one.

Was David really Welsh?

Aren't all Davids Welsh?

When I was a kid, that seemed to be the 'rule'. Kinda like all Eleanors I knew were from Scotland.

Beats the hell out of me. The Insular church, the pre-Roman Catholic church in the British Isles, lost in a power struggle to the representatives of the Roman church. Shortly thereafter, there was a spate of Celtic "saints" canonized.

It is only like the slogan "get your man card back" for marketing guns. Or the hero riding into the golden sunset with the girl which Titanic avoided.

To all intents and purposes. A case of de facto having preference over de jure. As in the only known method of making a written constitution work.

OK, probably noticeably true in some places. Mostly Jewish where I grew up and in my experience since then. As a young boy I used to get into the local JCC (Jewish Community Center) under the assumed name of David Weiss (they had a great gym) . George O'Brien would never have worked.

I'll spend you a Pharisees coffee (Pharisäer, as it's called in Vienna), George.

What about Scribes . . . do Scribes have their own coffee?

I grew up in the Ottawa Valley in the 1960's. Pretty darn vanilla.

People thought that hamburgboy and his brother were very exotic because they tanned instead of burned in the sun.

I grew up in an ethnic cesspool. There were separate clubs & churches/temples for Uniate and Orthodox Ukranians, German Jews and those from farther East in Europe. We had epithets for everyone and even distinct ones for Czechs and Slovaks. There were even identifiable neighborhoods of people from Malta and Armenia (they were adjacent) . Though we then called them all Syrians, we knew that those Mesopotamians came in two varieties of Christians and two of Moslems. Lots of Irish too, but I assumed then we were the norm for everyone else, and that all those poor Dagos secretly wished they were Irish. I found out later on that wasn't true, but by then it didn't matter.

Where I grew up everybody was the same.

I once went to Wales for a holiday. Before I went I bought a Welsh phrase book. I called in a pub and said "Oes rhywun yma sy'n siarad Saesneg?" flipping up the endings. (Does anybody here speak English?)

A chap replied "**** off you Welsh ****!!!

Every now and then you are worth a **** spendi.

Can I get you a beer?

Yeah, in my neighborhood, too, when I was coming of age (I never did 'grow up') people named David tended to be Jewish. To this day, the only person named David that is still a close and dear friend of mine happens to be Jewish. Retired Naval officer now, living on Cape Cod.

I was told I'm 1/16th Welsh, though how would I know, eh?
I have favored corgis in my past, though not for that reason.

All (OK ... well most) retired naval officers are good guys. Was your friend an aviator ? (or, ugh! a submariner ? I never met a submariner i really liked)

Well you wrote that like a Canadian and there are evidently lots of Welsh in Ontario.

It's hard to stay pissed at Canadians ... they're so dammned polite. (However, I might be able to pull it off with Setanta.)

Good evening all. Ill have an RC an a cannoli.