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Today is St. David’s Day, and as we have a Welsh family name we decided this was reason enough to have a small celebration.

Our connection with Wales is tenuous at best, as I don’t speak Welsh and never lived in the country, but I’ve never been overly keen on making a fuss about having a ‘British’ identity, let alone an ‘English’ one with all the baggage these seem to carry.

Beautiful Daughter isn’t bothered: she loved the way the flag moved, and growled enthusiastically at the dragon.