Just digging up Braveheart again. Our Scottish cousins might not be pleased to know but Wallace, in fact, means Welsh or Wales. The name Wallace was the spoken Scottish form of Wales/Welsh coming from the Old French "Waleis" and Old English "Wealas". Furthermore, William Wallace was born in the Brythonic "Welsh" Scottish lowlands or Yr Hen Ogledd. The area included Cumbria up to Kingdom of Ystrad Clud (Strathclyde) , where the peoples of this area were known as the 'Walensis' right up to the 13th century. William Wallace's great grandfather was, in fact, Richard Walensis of Kilmarnock. The Walensis and "Wales Welsh" thought of themselves as one and the same people. So in the vernacular of the time, the English would have considered themselves to be fighting the great Scottish hero "William the Welsh" for the conquest of Scotland!
That reminds me of the time I was on the set of Braveheart with Mel Gibson, he's such a hunk. There I was on the bog at least that's where they said I should be. I was surrounded by all these men in skirts with blue faces. My line was 'If you're real men then show me what you've got". Just then Mel lifted up his skirt and boy it was the biggest part in the film. What's a girl supposed to do, I ran towards him my ample chest beating like a drum when all of a sudden all my clothes fell off. There I was naked and at the mercy of the Scottish hoards. I had a multiple highland fling and it was all done in the best possible taste!
I remember a few years ago in Newport, (Now Gwent), when a lobby wanted to erect a statue to Owain Glendwr, the council then a conservative one said this Glendwr was a terrorist we should not be celebrating terrorism.
Nope an Taffy a conservative councillor, the same people who said the Welsh Chartists who stormed the Westgate Hotel in Newport in 1839 were terrorists too.. (That's the thanks Welsh got for campaigning for the vote...) I don't think they forgave Owain for flattening Newport Castle lol........
Gee, what a guy, i love him. That reminds me of the time I was on the set of The Alamo. Brad was sitting at this bar sipping tequila and looking gorgeous. I played the part of a show girl where I had to stand on stage and look gorgeous too. So there I was standing there when all these mexicans came running in shouting in Mexican and firing their weapons into the air. Brad just sat there. One of the mexican guys looked over at me and then told Brad that they were all going to have their wicked way with me. Any road up, Brad just sits there spitting into the spitton and then he turns to them and says, 'You can have her, she's all washed up'. The cheek of it I mean I hadn't washed for days and you know how dirty it can be down in Mexico except this was Ealing in London we're talking about. Mind you Ealing ain't no Hilton either. So these mexicans from Watford start making their way towards me ith their fully loaded weapons when all of a sudden all my clothes fell off. Of course, it was all done in the best possible taste!
OMG! Ken Lonewolf you naughty man, I love you already. I would love to play the part of the Welsh captive girl. It sounds like a serious role which would stretch me. I have been in all the biggest films and had all the biggest parts in Hollywood. How many savage heathens are we talkin about here, I mean what's a girl supposed to do. I can see it now, the big chief riding towards me with his huge spear and i am being attacked by these indians from Bangalor when all of a sudden all my clothe fall off. Of course, it would all have to be done in the best possible taste
That reminds me of the time I was on the set of Titanic. I was playing the part of a washer woman down below when leo comes down and asks me to wash his smalls. I'll wash anything and I've washed some smalls and big ones in my time. Any road up there I was face to face with leo his eyes smouldering and burning through my overalls when a shout goes out that we've hit an iceberg and it's every man for himself. So I go up top and there's all these people rushing for the boats. All the men were left on board so i thinks to myself, this is too good to miss. So i'm standing there surrounded by all these sailors with nowhere to go and only minutes left. So I ask them if they have anything they want to do before we all go to Davey Jones, he was one of the monkeys. What's a girl supposed to do, they all came running at me when all of a sudden all my clothes fell off but of course it was all done in the best possible tatse.