and…
JPR Williams, Phil Bennett, Gerald Davies, Mervyn Davies etc.
Unfortunately those days are long gone. Welsh rugby will never be the same again.
Now I’m reminded of another stereotype, that we’re all called Evans, Williams, Jones, or Davies. (although I’m not forgetting Evan Evans and David Davies who were in my class at school!)
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:eek: You’ve never heard, “Taffy was a Welshman”? Or heard of “Welshing”? Wow, how old are you? Have you heard of “Indian givers,” “Jew-rigged,” or any other offensive term? I’m kind of shocked!
All I know about Wales I learned from the movie Twin Town.
Oh yeah, and apparently they invented the long bow.
Basically, the stereotype I was once so succinctly told is: “A people who will only interrupt their angelic singing to beat the living bejeezers out of you. Then they will resume singing.”
P. J. O’Rourke once wrote that Welsh singing sounded like “men jumping off chairs into a bathtub full of frogs.” :eek:
Yeah, I’d heard the term “welshing”, but similarly to “gyp”, “dutch gift” and “indian giver”, I never considered it more than a linguistic throwback to former stereotypes that are no longer in effect (for the multiple versions of “indian giver”, even.)
Thanks for all the responses! I wonder if I should be proud this is my most successful thread 
So is Anthony Hopkins and Catherine Zeta-Jones, to name a couple more.
One charming Welsh trait I and others have experienced, walk into a pub with facilities for children, and food and where everyone is enjoying themsleves and chatting away merrily in English.
Walk up to the bar and you become suddenly invisible, and the chatter suddenly turns into Welsh.
WTF is all that about ?
Another is, if you are English, then don’t bother asking directions whilst in Wales.
A wagon driving friend of mine was sent down a narrow lane and it turned out that not only was it the wrong way, there was a low bridge blocking his path, the nice people behind would not give him the room to turn around or reverse, so the road simply stayed blocked, and he just went to his cabin bunk for some shuteye. Eventually the police came and convinced everyone it would be in their interest to allow the truck to back up.
The result of the bum steer was that a lot of Welsh car drivers were inconvenienced, my friend was being paid for his time, it didn’t bother him at all.
I personally have done orienteering in the Brecon Beacons area, either the Welsh don’t have a clue about what lies further than 100 yards away from the spot they are standing upon, or they are just a mailicious bunch of twats who like to point people in the wrong direction.
As for the Cardiff City fans, what a bunch of braindead jerks they are, I thought that Leeds fans were thugs, they don’t begin to compare.
We’ve all heard stories about the stereotype French waiter who overtly looks down his nose at thsoe he attends, go to Wales and you may just find something similar, only this will extend to every place that customer service is provided.
[namedrop] I went to college with most of the cast of that movie (I once had to kick Dorien Thomas out of my house because he came for a party and was still there four days later!). [/namedrop]
dave
Now that’s stereotyping!
The Soul Crew are wankers, and there are at most 100 of them.
[namedrop] Rhys Ifans (Twin Town, Notting Hill) went to Coleg Glan Taf, as did my girlfiend.
She says he was a prick.
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I didn’t mean it, love! Honest! No! Noooooo…
You rang? 
I was named after the welsh wonder by my dad and grandad (both welsh and proud before they moved to london.)
its kind of ironic since i hate rugby and am, apparently, very English.
[sub] my mum wanted to call me Luke Skywalker Edwards but she was overruled[/sub]
My late father used to tell us a story of when he was in the army on a traning course in Wales during WW2 . One very hot day they were on a route march . Feeling thirsty they knocked on a cottage door to ask for a drink of water. The householder wanted to charge them a penny a glass. He did not like the wWelsh after that.
My father’s from Wales–Porthcawl–and objects to being called English. He also suggested the stereotype that the Welsh are silvertongued, endowed with the gift of the gab.
I refuse to ask him his opinion on the Welshman’s performance in bed.
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I never had that experience, in 3 years spent in west Wales. In fact, even the staff in a shop - ok not a pub - that specialised in Welsh language books etc quickly spoke English on realising that I was a bit slow with Welsh. Heheh - Of course, I might have being buying something with a giveaway title like “Welsh for Dummies” and they simply wanted to be sure of getting home some time in the next week – I am not sure!
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Again, I (Scottish) and several friends (English) have not had this problem.
Sorry - I seem to be having a disagree-with-Casdave day, but… well, a pub where, although we were a bit late, really, for lunch, they offer to detain the chef so we can have lunch. A cafe where, on seeing us arrive very very wet and needing to phone the car breakdown people, the staff were very pleasant, and in fact kindly drove us several miles along the road to where our dead car was.
That sort of service is fine by me.
And, re. pubs, I often used a pub that was - to quote a Welsh co-worker - “the Welshest pub in the town”, and at no time was made to feel unwelcome.
Obviously Casdave has had less luck, but I can only report on my own experience.
I have NO idea about the football fans though!
Except the Welsh for the most part are more culturally English than the Scots and Irish. I mean, they were a part of England for a long long time. This is also evident at an institutional level. They are not a different legal jurisdiction, for example. Their education system is very similar to the English one…
… and they lurrrve eating braiiiins
Charlotte Church sounds like a fun place. Is there a pub there? Granted, my map is a little old, but would you say its closer to St Davids or Cardigan? 
Clearly, you’ve never seen Brit call a native of Louisiana “Yankee”. Whooo, boy, is that a good time.
“But you are a Yankee!”
