I'm not a football fan, never have been, but I must admit, I did watch the end of the Euro match Wales vrs Belguim with a certain amount of pride.
Strangely enough the pride was not centred upon the talent of the welsh Minnows but for the generally good humoured Welsh spectators who have received much praise from the French authorities for their exemplary behaviour.
Now Welshmen are no angels, one look at a rough pub around Flint on a Friday night , would tell anyone that, but there is something about Welsh men and women and Nationalism that brings out a rather moving phenomenon; the collective talent for song.Last night, during the game, the supporters sang their heart out and I was reminded of the film Zulu when Ivor Emmanual's perfect baritone led the troops in the spirited Men Of Harlech.
There is something rather valiant about standing up straight and belting out a song.
Russian and English supporters please take note!