I am a big enough man to admit that sometimes (just sometimes) I am wrong
& not all Welshmen are troglodyte sheep shaggers. Yesterday Kim quite correctly pointed out the error of my ways & that we should all be mourning the passing of Sir Dai Llewellyn
Llewellyn by name, Llewellyn by nature...
Paul Callan, the journalist, recalled: 'He told me about a hilarious episode of having three debs in a bed, each of whom he was happily servicing, while a Mexican band stood naked around the bed serenading them.'
In 2005 he slipped away with another man's date to a discreet bedroom. Things were going well, Sir Dai said, until 'the corner of the bed started to go'. Then, he said: 'We plunged through the floorboards and a wardrobe fell on top of us'.
Sir Dai told such stories with a gusto that was infectious. He would never get up in the morning planning to make love to three women, he would say, adding 'but if it happened, it happened'.
& I am sure that every single last one of you would like to be remembered thus
The Seducer of the Valleys dies after riotous life of wine and women
Read, enjoy & rue his passing – the World has just become a little duller
Comments
Taffy dude!
Hey Kim are you suffering blog withdrawal symptoms? We miss you! Anyway all the best to you and the Mrs.
Posted by: Patrick | January 15, 2009 3:21 AM
Nope. No withdrawal symptoms. And none to come, you betcha.
In fact, I'm enjoying life without blogging immensely.
Posted by: Kim du Toit | January 15, 2009 7:09 PM