Well, I'm sitting in west Wales wearing my Silly Canadian Umbrella Hat, and I have the front yard decked with a variety of Canadian flags in this little corner of Wales which is forever Canada (or at least until the mortgage company forecloses).

Tonight I shall find something red to wear and go to the pub in the hopes that I can con someone into a game of crokinole. Yes, our pub has a crokinole board (courtesy of moi) and was the venue of the European Crokinole Championships, and we, the undefeated team. Larglely because we are unchallenged due to the lack of other European players beyond those who drink in this particular pub.

Oh, and I sang O Canada twice this morning - once in English, once in French.

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