Prodical Welshman

Narrator 1: Once upon a time about, last Friday, there was a Welsh man. He was called Mr. Llewellyn-Davis. He came from a little town called Clan vire porth win geek gul geric wind rob wilk clantseleog goch goch goch (as said spelt). Now this man had had two sons. His elder son was called Dai and his younger son was called Huw.

Narrator 2: Mr. Llewellyn-Davis was a very rich man. He had won the lottery twice, one time it was a roll over. Now he had spent some of his money ,who wouldn't, but he still had a rather large amount left. Now Dai was very much looking forward to the time when he would inherit the money he father had won. He waited four of five years, but then when he realised that his father wasn't going to die, Dai

Narrator 1: Delilah.

Narrator 2: Shut up! As I was saying when he realised that his father wasn't going to die, Dai decided to ask his father if he could have a bit up fount. So Dai went up to his father and said.

Narrator 1: Please may I have some of the money that you won.

Narrator 2: But his father said

Narrator 1: No

Narrator 2: So he said

Narrator 1:Chaware Teg

Narrator 3: Which means fair play.

Narrator 2: So his father said

Narrator 1: OK

Narrator 2: (sighs) Ah, what a really powerful phrase fair play/Chaware teg (depending of if he can pronounce it) is. Any way Huw was not impressed and said

Narrator 1: I'm not impressed.

Narrator 2: And Dai went off with the money to Cardiff. Where he made lots of friends. One day he decided to through a party. So he bought lots of Brains beers and lots of sandwiches, got a DJ in and invited all his new friends. They all came along, and he met them at the door saying.

Narrator 1: Shw'mae but?

Narrator 3: Which means How are you friend?

Narrator 2: And his friends all answered

Narrator 1: Fine thanks for asking

Narrator 3: Which means Fine thanks for asking.

Narrator 2: When the party had finished Dai thought

Narrator 1: That was fun I think I'll have another one.

Narrator 2: But he looked at in his wallet and his money was running, so he thought

Narrator 1: That's OK I just won't have a DJ .

Narrator 2: So he got in lots of Brains beers, sandwiches, invited all his friends and they all started singing we'll keep a welcome in the hillside because there was no. DJ

Narrator 1: (sings) We'll keep a welcome in the hillside, We'll keep a welcome in the Vales.

Narrator 2: OK you can shut up now!

Narrator 1: (still singing) This land you knew will still be singing

Narrator 2: OK shut up!

Narrator 1: (still sings) When you come home again to Wales. (Narrator 2 kicks him). Barry John did that, but to greater effect because he used his left foot.

Narrator 2: Shut up (clouts him round the head) as I was saying he had the party and afterwards decided it was fun so he decided to have another one, but his money was running out fast. This time he didn't have a DJ or sandwiches, he only had some Brains beer. So he and his friends sat around drinking their Brains beers and singing Delilah. (pause. He looks up at narrator 1). Weren't you going to sing Delilah here?

Narrator 1: No I'm on strike. You hit me.

Narrator 2: (to himself) Woo Hoo (to audience) Afterwards he decided he wanted yet another party , he was a bit of a party animal, but he had no money. So he took all the empty Brains beers bottles and filled them up with water from the river Taff and no one could tell the difference. However after the party they all came down with some weird illness and didn't come when he invited them back. So he wondered lonely down the streets of Cardiff. When he got back his land lord through him out for not paying the rent. Saying (pause) Oh come on.

Narrator 1: No I'm on strike.

Narrator 2: Oh go on. I'll give you my Twickenham ticket.

Narrator 1: (Thinks about it) OK then

Narrator 2: His land lord through him out for not paying the rent saying.

Narrator 1: I'm throwing you out for not paying the rent now sling your 'ook.

Narrator 2: His land lord through him out for not paying the rent so he wondered through the streets of Cardiff thinking

Narrator 1: Why can't you get Kentucky fried laverbread?

Narrator 2: No I don't think that's what he was thinking.

Narrator 1: I know but…. (Narrator 2 looks at him sternly) ….sorry

Narrator 2: Good. so he wondered through the streets of Cardiff thinking

Narrator 1: I've been toop?

Narrator 3: That means stupid.

Narrator 2: Dai tried many jobs to get money, including lowering himself to the level of working in a well none fast food outlet. But Dai could never earn enough for his needs so Dai, realising he had made a mistake went home. Meanwhile his Dad, Mr. Llewellyn-Davis stood outside his posh house in …….(can't say it)

Narrator 1: Clan vire porth win geek gul geric wind rob wilk clantseleog goch goch goch (as said spelt) it's spelt with an L.

Narrator 2: Where's the L?

Narrator 1: at the beginning like in Llandaff.

Narrator 2: (still hasn't got a clue how to say it) Great thanks. As I was saying his dad, Mr. Llewellyn-Davis stood outside his posh house. Asking himself the same old question

Narrator 1: If Snowdon is so great how come there's no pub on the top.

Narrator 2: No he was thinking

Narrator 1: When his son will come home.

Narrator 2: Then in the distance he saw something and though.

Narrator 1: Could it be? is it? Yes it is the Royal Regiment of Wales TA band.

Narrator 2: No he didn't, now why don't you shut up and let me finish this off.

Narrator 1: No I'm just getting into this.

Narrator 2: OK but try not to muck around.

Narrator 1: Would I?

Narrator 2: (ignoring last comment) Mr. Llewellyn-Davis spotted his son in the distance. He ran back inside where his other son, Huw, was making himself eggs and Bacon. He called to his son (under breath) don't even think about it. (Narrator 1 smiles innocently. Narrators 3+ 2 grab him round the neck) say it right, say it right

Narrator 1: (weakly) Come quickly your brother is coming home. (Narrator 2 stops strangling Narrator 1 and straightens himself out)

Narrator 2: So his father throw a massive party for his son. This party had a DJ, Brains beers and sandwiches. When the party had finished Dai turned to his dad and said.

Narrator 1: I'm sorry Da.

Narrator 3: Which means I'm sorry dad
Narrator 2: And his dad said

Narrator 1: That's OK son.

Narrator 2: And that's the story of…….

Narrator 1 : Before we finish can I say something?

Narrator 2: OK quickly!

Narrator 1: As we walk up this valley road of life, do we really know where we are going and who is waiting over there for us?

Narrator 2: Yes….well.. The end.

Narrator 3: That means we've finished