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Aubrey Malone, a proud Irishman, sees many similarities between the Welsh and the Irish’s relationship with drink.
“I see a great affinity between Ireland and Wales in the sense of two small nations who were colonised by England and perhaps as a result of this developed a rebellious defiant streak, which led to colourful personalities who were sometimes unbalanced and sought either escapism through drink to make their poor circumstances bearable or dutch courage to try and do something about them. For every Dylan Thomas there''s a Brendan Behan, for every Richard Burton a Richard Harris and for every Anthony Hopkins a Peter O''Toole.”
Welsh Drinkers (£4.94 / $7.50 approx ) is published by Y Lolfa and is available on www.ylolfa.com and in Welsh bookshops.
Today's exciting trip news from the Coast-2-Coast USA team - a bunch of brave dads/uncles/brothers/friends of children from the UK, cycling across the southern continental United States from Oceanside, California to St. Augustine, Florida to raise donations for the Children's Hospital for Wales and the Noah's Ark Appeal . Show them your support with pledges and, if you're on their route - especially at the end in St Augustine, Florida - turn out and welcome them, put them up or feed them or just buy them a beer!
Drivers Dit - D-Day + 2 and 3
Well!!! Its been two days into the trip since we've last had a minute's peace to type something up. Yesterday, Day 2, Henry "The Kitten" Jones had to give up the Captains chair of HMS Hwyl to his co-pilot, Ian "The Exterminator" Stone, whilst he had a crack at cycling on the Virgin bike. Phil "Pork Pie " Jenkins commented on the fact that he was now being driven by the Dukes of Hazzard. All I can say is, try driving a bouncy castle around America. It got so bad, that Stoney decided to have a crack at this cycling lark himself. The boys were starting to feel a bit fatigued, so Stoney thought he should do a stint in the saddle to give them a break, whilst The Kitten returned behind the wheel.
After a 3 mile climb, it turned into a 20 mile descent!!!!! In mitigation, HE didn't know that, although the Big Bear cast aspersions on his integrity by saying that he had studied the route profiles. In fairness, that's a compliment. To think that they believe that Stoney knows how to understand the profiles!!!!!! 
ay 3 was a totally different matter. Henry returned behind the wheel in glorious sunshine in Kingman, Arizona, ready for our stint towards the Grand Canyon. All went well in 
itially, with superb times made on each leg by our intrepid cycle team and we made 60 miles in rapid time. We even had time to do a spot of shopping at one of the Route 66 Outposts. Unfortunately, the wind kicked up and cycling became a danger to everyone involved. Henry had to steer into the raging wind to keep HMS Hwyl on an even keel. The storm clouds were rising and,although they made for great photographs, it wasn't conducive to safe cycling conditions, although this intrepid bunch do not know the meaning of CAN'T!!!. Can you believe that the weather got worse when we finally arrived at Tusycan!!!!! We turned up at one od the wonders of the world and could not see further than our noses. What a waste of $50 entrance fee for the two vehicles. All that was left was to return to the hotel (after Merve insisted that the trip to the canyon was the same as visiting Lapland in a heatwave!!!!!) and enjoy their hospitality - Andrew Porth leading the way.
Early start tomorrow. Hopefully, we will see the sunrise in the Grand Canyon - weather permitting, although I am not holding my breath!!!!
Must also mention the sterling work that Able Seaman Wilding is doing in the support car. Two full days behind the wheel, keeping spirits high (and protecting the cyclists in the high winds with his superb driving) and continuing to maintain his sense of humour. It must be because he's had a big double bed to stretch his limbs in, until Stoney's dulcet nocturnal tones reach his listeners!!!!!
The Last 48 Hours...
The last 48 hours have really put the size of this country and this challenge into perspective. After a relatively smooth day one, day two began with Andy and myself rolling through the streets of 29 palms. The minor diversion was a blessing in my eyes. The weather was cool, the views incredible and the only sound we could hear was of tyres on tarmac. Perfect.
A little later, after initial pilot training for shipmate Stoney, myself, Andy and Kanye 'Pork Pie' West climbed several hundred feet into the Mohave and made our way towards Kingman. The heat initially wasn't a factor and the sun by this point was behind us, however the dry air and altitude made conditions less than ideal. A long descent to finish made things much easier though!
Later, cycling a few miles on a long steady incline, the deathly silence forced my mind to wander. Coupled with vastness of the surroundings, the enormity of what we are trying to achieve hit me.
It is, as I write, the end of day 3 and it feels as though we have already achieved so much, it also feels like we have already experienced so much more than I anticipated and we have!
Setbacks such as Stoneys bike, horrific driving and weather conditions today as well as shredded tyres have been overcome.
The real buzz from this trip, what gets me up is that this challenge is a mental and physical test for all of us. Those last few miles on the bike when the calfs are burning, the lack of sleep due to shipmates snoring, the need to be constantly thinking on your feet and planning ahead and working as a team - whatever individual tests we have on an hourly basis, we have a common goal, a target, a need to get to the next checkpoint. But more than that to enjoy it too.
Last night I had approximately 4 hours sleep, a sore throat I believe due to altitude, a pain in my leg due to the saddle on Stoneys bike being too high and a bout of homesickness as we passed through a small town Lows and I had stayed in a few years ago. That is nothing in comparison to what some of the other guys are going through and yet I can safely say we have all had another incredible, inspiring, memorable day.
There is no denying that things are going to get tougher, much tougher and to a certain extent we have had an easy ride so far, but I know we all have the confidence and belief to do this and to enjoy every single second of it too!
Tomorrow sees us leaving the Grand Canyon at 6.15am and on to Mexican Hat 200 miles away. After blistering heat yesterday and heavy snow today I don't know what to expect. Is it going to be tough? - I imagine so. Will we encounter further setbacks? - probably. Am I finding it hard to sleep due to the excitement and anticipation of what is in store for us all tomorrow? - yes, I cannot wait!
To quote an American legend;"Until the next time......take care of yourselves, and each other."
H
SUNRISE GRAND CANYON, SUNSET MONUMENT VALLEY
An early start to try and catch the rays coming over the Grand Canyon after the whiteout of the evening before we were greeted with fabulous clear views as the sun came over the valley well worth the early start. Good day logistically and the ships company are finally being whipped into shape and the change-overs are much more slick than previous days. Once again greeted with amazing views especially as we came to the end of the day as the full compliment of cyclists rode into Monument Valley like a scene out of a John Wayne movie.
Final watering hole for the evening very ethnic built Inn next to red rock and rolling river. Meal of the night was delicious Navaho Bovril Sop. I was astonished that the Navaho ate carrots. So overwhelmed by dinner I didnt attempt any figgy duff and retired early to my luxurious accommodation.
Quotes of the Day:
You Navaho whats in your soup
Whos Ian?
Merv Cooper
David Western's Left Coast Eisteddfod Lovespoon Blog 24 March 2009: "Lovespoons in the snow!"
By gaabi, 2009-03-24
I took a break from my regular routine of lovespoon carving this past week and took myself over to Vancouver BC for the big Celtic Fest and St. Patrick's Day parade. Getting ready for an event like this takes a lot of effort and involves adjusting my mindset from fussing over individual commission pieces to quickly carving lots of 'economically' priced spoons for the impulse-buy market. Its not something I like to do all that often. While it is good for me to practice carving at slightly higher intensity than I usually carve, my normal speed is pretty damn quick, so it isn't really that much fun to go even faster. Generally, it means that I am carving simple designs as quickly as I can manage it and not being able to give the subtle details the time I would like.Never-the-less, the thought of meeting all kinds of interesting people and having a chance to get out of the studio for a couple of days lends some excitement to the proceedings. I get some spoons together, maybe make some earrings or jewelry boxes for the 10 dollar crowd and break out the David Western Lovespoons banner...it's good fun.Of course once I get there, I am inevitably faced by the customer who tells me that my prices are too high or that they could carve one faster, better, blah, blah, blah. Now normally, I'm pretty good at keeping a poker face, nodding sagely and offering a polite response, but take a look at this weather we had, and you'll see why my mood darkened a touch this week. 
The first day was pretty good, but it did start to rain and blow a bit in the afternoon and I started to get pretty chilly. That was when my 'you're too expensive' customer showed up. On a sunny day, she would have got an equally sunny smile, a slight shrug of the shoulders and some sort of non-committal, politically correct, the-customer-is-always-right type of response to her insult. But I was freezing my arse off and frankly I wasn't in the mood for it. My reply was somewhat curt, lightly laced with dripping sarcasm and with a hint of cruelty to give it that certain je ne sais quoi (as the French would say). I very much doubt I'll ever enjoy her custom in the future.But as the second day rolled along and the snow began filling up my display boxes, I had plenty of time to consider the whole 'expensive craft' issue. How does a craftsperson get through to people who are conditioned to buy the cheapest crap they can lay hands on that the things we make are worth the money we charge? As a lovesoon carver, I'm damned lucky if I ever make 20 bucks an hour carving a commission piece. Now that might sound pretty good if you work at the Arches, but for the amount of knowledge and technical skill I am expected to possess, it's pretty mediocre money. Remember too, that 20 bucks also includes the cost of running my studio, my advertising, wood, tools etc etc., so by the time I get my hands on some, I'd probably be better off financially working for Walmart. So why not charge more? Well, you can only charge what the market will bear and the market doesn't have much time for handmade stuff. It's kind of a funny thing, but I get loads of people coming by the booth to admire my spoons and to bemoan the sad state of affairs in the 'hand-made' world, but hardly any of them support their kind sentiments with a purchase.Another problem is that there are so many TV shows and 'how-to' books which show you how to make a 'one-of-a-kind heirloom' on a Sunday afternoon during the half- time show of the football game, that alot of craft has been cheapened to the point of irrelevance. I don't mean to belittle those people who have to see a finished project after their 12 minutes of hard work, but sometimes good things really do come to those who wait. Good craft requires patience, skill and more than a little bit of determination. It also requires that you have breakages, disasters and mis-starts along the way. That is all part of getting good at something.I guess where all this is leading, is if you are one of those people who thinks that the craft product in front of you is too expensive etc., etc., ask yourself if you could really do it better and quicker. Of course you think you could, but could you really? Be honest about it and then ask yourself if you would do the work for that price -- I bet you'll come up with a different view of things. 
Well, now that I've got all that off my chest, swept the snow off my spoons and packed them away, I can return to my Americymru spoon and my usual sunny disposition!
From the Welsh Calendar - R. S. Thomas - Born This Day 1913 ( March/Mawrth 29th )
By Ceri Shaw, 2009-03-24
Dont forget to raise a glass in honour of R.S. Thomas, one of Wales greatest poets, on Sunday. Much more about R.S. Thomas including links to many of his poems ( and to Harri Webbs' famous/infamous parody ) can be found here:-
http://welshcalendar.blogspot.com/2009/03/r-s-thomas-born-this-day-1913.html
Today's exciting trip news from the Coast-2-Coast USA team - a bunch of brave dads/uncles/brothers/friends of children from the UK, cycling across the southern continental United States from Oceanside, California to St. Augustine, Florida to raise donations for the Children's Hospital for Wales and the Noah's Ark Appeal . Show them your support with pledges and, if you're on their route - especially at the end in St Augustine, Florida - turn out and welcome them, put them up or feed them or just buy them a beer! Yesterday they reached the Grand Canyon, can you spot them in the picture below?
Reproduced with permission from Coast-2-Coast USA Blog
Another Ode from Aus
The Grand Canyon was empty as a blizzard took its toll, we struggled riding through it and had to reach our goal, the bear remarked I thought that it was dry and full of sand? But looks to me more like an Irish heat wave in Lapland.
On arrival at our Hotel the porter he did say, the wind had knocked out all the lights, no food for us today, But Porth he had a cunning plan to erase the doom and gloom, and ushered all the women under 30 to their room.
Then Mervin asked a question the reply we didnt know? The difference between a man and wife that were made out of snow? We sat around and pondered then Gareth he recalls, its easy really if you think the man has got snow balls.
Steve Wodonga,
Victoria, Australia
Spirit's High
After getting to the Grand Canyon Merv remarks that it was like going to Lapland and there being a heatwave. But nevermind!
Gar's #4
A frustrating day today, as the wind and snow have caused havoc. It all started so promisingly on good ol' 66, but by the time we got to Tusayan it had turned to the pits.
The first leg for Rich and myself was ideal, a nice 5 mile descent to allow some freshness back in the legs. Having passed two freight trains, both with 100+ carrages attached, the rolling roads soon flew by.
Similar terrain on the next stint, but a fierce wind, would could have come from stoney's hind end, continuing to blow us across the road. Had there been no wind, 25mph would have been a breeze, but until good old tom tom pulled up in his trusty toyota, we were taking a good ok bashin. (just like the England pack...regardless what Rich says).
Opportunity followed to buy some gifts, and $100 lighter, we travelled to Williams, a town founded by good old Dai Williams from Tregaron. Probably not true, but it could be.
Our final leg of the day was probably the most dangerous experience I've had on two wheels. With ludicrous gusts of wind cutting across our path to our final destination, seeing rich and myself having to stop on several occasions to straighten up and get back on the road, TM stone calls safety first, it's it's all aboard for the last ten miles. So strong was the wind, that when they returned, Ian looked more like Casper the ghost, as the prevailing winds almost blew them into the oncoming traffic.
We arrive at our hotel, only to find that the lovely breeze we had justcycled through, had cut off the power to the whole village. No power, no pool, no food...panic not, porth ha his wind up torch, a he offers to usher all females under the age of 30 to their rooms!!!
When this trip was a dream 2 years ago, we literally sat in front of a map and plotted famous landmarks that we'd love to visit...the most obvious being the grand canyon. Finally, we had arrived.
Unfortunately for us, the Derek Brockway of Radio 66 mentined nothing of the winds, or the blizzard that it would bring. I know stand over the south ridge ofthe grand canyon, where the temperature has droped from 80 to freezing, it's tippin it with snow, and the visibility is nil!!
Guess I'll have to come ban with leri and gwenno fach again. 3 down, however many left to go, I make it 20% done. The one shining light of the day was news filtering from I'm that rafa's boys had smashed villa. 3 massive wins on the bounce...momentum is increasing. God willing by the time I get back to the uk, they'll be a little higher. Goosgog, bradders, keep looking over your shoulder.
10-4. Pops
News from Taos
On Wednesday 25, the Welsh team will meet up with local cyclists, 1:30 pm, at the KTAO parking lot. Rose Bauhs and Matthew Foster will be there to ride and to assist with the co-ordination. (Many thanks to you both). We will have a motorcycle police escort.
We're aiming for a non-stop turn around which means that there won't be much time for meeting and greeting at that location. We're aiming to get the team to the Plaza for 2:00 pm. The Taos High School Mariachi Band will start up as soon as the team arrives there, and the Mayor will make a welcome speech. So we're going to do our best not to keep them waiting.
If you want to keep up with the team as they head this way, here is their blog. Ahh, the world of international bike riding. walescoast2coastusa.blogspot.com
And I just received this link to a BBC article. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/wales/7943054.stm It gives an informative, brief summary of the hospital fund raising and the ride. And Taos gets its very first mention! Lots more after the visit I know.
I'll be on Breakfast with Nancy, KTAO, tomorrow (Monday) morning at 9.15 to talk about the ride. I do hope to see as many of you out there as can make it.
My best regards, Marilyn
Rich's #6
We started off back on route 66 and our first 20 mile stint went like a dream. Then sat in the van ready to do the next 20 we were looking at miles of gradual descending roads and eager to get on the bang. That is right until Stoney opened the door and the wind sent it flying. What ensued was an hour and a half of struggling to remain upright as we faced the cyclists biggest enemy - the crosswind.
So it was less kapow and more gulp as my hands, wrists, arms and shoulders gave my legs a rest as I hung on for dear life.
The winds remained all day and as we approached our destination of Tusayan brought with it snow. Amazing the contrast in weather between today and the previous few as sun cream was replaced with extra layers of clothes.
Tusayan is right on the edge of the Grand Canyon so we all went down to the viewing platforms to see absolutely nothing as visibility is so poor. Let's hope we can see more in the morning as we're cycling through the park.
Just a Short One
We leave Kingman travel out on Route 66 with mighty cross winds that people estimate between 45 and 60 mph - eventually arrive in the Grand Canyon to heavy snow and freezing conditions. Tomorrow it will be sunny and on we go to Mexican Hat and Monument Valley.
Spirits are high!!
Twentynine Palms, CA Kingman, AZ
In sporting terms, personally, today can be classed as a s**t sandwich, two great legs to start, two great stints to finishan hour of pain in-between.
The day began with Rich and myself taking over from the bear and the Kitten, with a gradual, constant climb. Thankfully, the legs seemed great following yesterdays final lingwhere a bonk was almost imminent (not that sort of bonk!!), and although the sun was starting to cook, the electrolytes, skins and a large supreme thin base from Pizza hut seemed to have done the job.
First leg down, second coming up, and as it mirrored the first, the words relentless, constant and never-ending were regularly delivered from Keanu Belcher. Again, constant gradual climbing, no relief for the legs whatsoever, and the sun againcooking. The difference compared to back home, the straight roads. Not even a kink in the road could offer the relief of even thinking that a plateau was imminent. Constant, relentless, never ending climbing.
More so, when sitting in the van, it seemed that every time we swapped, we seemed to miss a descent. We cant complain, Im sure this was my tired mind playing tricks on me, but if not, it was payback for yesterdays stunning descent into Palm Dessert.
The third leg began with a downhillrelief, but the hills had taken their toll, and with very short recovery periods, the legs again felt empty, not a bonk empty, just unable to get them going. Again, I must apologise to richwho was like a dog on heat just trying to pull me alongbut to no avail.
By now, the other group had set, and a change of tact brought increased periods of recovery. An hour in the van, some more Go juice and a few slices of leftover pizza hut special, and there seemed to be a bit of hwyl. Another constant climb, but a shorter stint felt great, and the worry that yesterdays tiredness had already set-in were put to rest, with eagles flying above, and a bit of ipod relief, we were back on the road. By now also, the Belcher had a grin from ear-to-earas Martin Johnsons men leapfrog the Welsh in the 6Nations. You must be s**t if youre behind England, says the Gillingham fan (who lost 3-0 today).
Increased recovery seemed to bring a second wind to the whole group and the Bear, the Belcher and Phillipousis complete their legs, into a wind. By now, good time has been made, and Kingman doesnt seem that far away. My penultimate leg leads to a 5mile climb, again, not the steepest, but continuous, and the theme for the day seems to have been setthen comes 10mile descent down to Davis Dam, which seemed great, but had to be carefully taken due to high crosswinds and regular gravel traps.
We end in style, as a four, reaching our destination as the sun sets over the Arizona dessert, on good ol Route 66. This route is the only one I believe to go the length of the states, and as Rich and myself covered a good 10miles earlier in the day, it seemed strange that we had rejoined 7 hours later. Why dont we stick on this road??? The answer will be evident tomorrow.
Highlights of the day has to be the little rant by TM Stone, as he steered HMS Hwyl for the first time this morning. Almost ready to digest the Sat-Nav, the silhouette of the Bear on the horizon saved the sat nav in the nick of time. The fact the crew still dont have a map is great, and as were almost there, is there any point in buying one now??
The vistas of the Mojave were spectacular, the salt beds, the Joshua trees, the deserted towns spread across the plains, that were obviously once thriving hubs, now more a scene of a Hollywood Horror flick. News also of victories for Fulham and Spurs bring a cheerRafas boys must complete the job tomorrow.
A second Honourable Mention - USA '12th Annual Unisong International Songwriting Contest'
By Darren Parry, 2009-03-23
New Eisteddfod Opening Gala: Faryl Smith, Mark Evans, Fron Male Voice Choir, Cor Godrer Aran, Cantorion Colin Jones and Alexei Kalvecs
A fantastic extra concert has been added to this years Eisteddfod lineup on Monday 6 July, 2009. The new Opening Gala, in aid of Llangollens Competitors Bursary Appeal, will star Eisteddfod Winner and Britains Got Talent finalist Faryl Smith, Denbighshire born Your County Needs You finalist Mark Evans and classical chart toppers Fron Male Voice Choir.
The concert will also feature Eisteddfod Male Choir champions Cr Godrer Aran, local male choir Cantorion Colin Jones and young tenor Alexei Kalvecs. In association with Cr Godrer Aran, a donation from the evenings proceeds will also go to Wrexhams Nightingale House Hospice.
The Competitors Bursary Appeal will offer financial support to competitor groups from all over the world. Mervyn Cousins, Executive Director of the Eisteddfod says, The Friends of the Eisteddfod have already played a leading role in providing support for competitors. We often forget how hard it is for the competitors who travel to Llangollen from all over the world. We hope the Fund will help international performers continue to visit the festival and become stars of the future.
Continued hereCymru
DATGANIAD IR WASGDydd Llun 16eg Mawrth 2009Noson ychwanegol i gyngherddau LlangollenFaryl Smith yn serennu yn Eisteddfod Ryngwladol LlangollenGala Agoriadol Nos Lun 6ed o Orfennaf 2009 Faryl Smith, Mark Evans, Cr Meibion y Fron, Cantorion Colin Jones, Cr Godrer Aran, Alexei Kalvecs'
Bydd Faryl Smith, y gantores ifanc ddisglair, yn siwr o serennu yn Eisteddfod Rhyngwladol Gerddorol Llangollen eleni. Saethodd Faryl i'r brig yn dilyn ei llwyddiant ar raglen ITV 'Britain's got Talent a dydi hi ddim yn ddiethr i Wyl Gogledd Cymru gan iddi gystadlu gyntaf pan yn 10 oed, pan enillodd y wobr gyntaf yn yr unawd rhwng 10 a 15 oed. 'Dwi'n wirioneddol yn edrych 'malen i ddychwelyd i Langollen, achos mae gen i atgofion gwych o gystadlu yn yr Eisteddfod; dyna oedd fy mhrofiad cyntaf o berfformio ar lwyfan rhyngwladol ac mi roddodd hyder i mi i ddilyn fy mreuddwyd'.
Mae Faryl yn ymuno gyda llu o gyn gystadleuwyr Llangollen a aeth ymlaen i sicrhau enwogrwydd yn y byd cerddorol. Mae Placido Domingo yn cydnabod mai yn Eisteddfod Ryngwladol Llangollen y cafodd ei brofiad proffesiynol cyntaf, ac yn 1955 bu'r diweddar Luciano Pavarotti yn aelod o gor meibion llwyddiannus o'i dref enedigol Modena, gan ddychwelyd yn 1995 fel y tenor mwyaf enwog yn y byd. Aeth Faryl ymlaen 'Dwi wedi nghyffroi i gyd, o ddilyn yng nghamau fy arwyr Pavarotti, Domingo a Katherine Jenkins. O ganu yn y gyngerdd agoriadol, dyna yw gwireddu breuddwyd'.
Mae'r Gala Agoriadol, sy'n digwydd ar ddydd Llun 6ed o Orffennaf, yn cefnogi 'Competitor Bursary Appeal Fund' Llangollen sy'n mynd i 'gynnig cymorth ariannol i grwpiau o gystadleuwyr ar draws y byd' eglura Mervyn Cousins, Cyfarwyddwr Gweithredol Eisteddfod Ryngwladol Gerddorol Llangollen. 'Mae Cyfeillion yr Eisteddfod eisoes wedi chwarae rhan flaenllaw yn cynnig cymorth i gystadleuwyr. Yn aml da ni'n anghofio pa mor anodd yw hi i gystadleuwyr sy'n teithio i Langollen o bob cwr o'r byd.
Bydd Mark Evans, sy'n wreiddiol o Lanrhaeadr ger Dinbych, hefyd ymysg y perfformwyr ar y noson- cyrhaeddodd Marc y tri terfynol yn sioe dalent BBC1 'Your Country Needs You'. Dwedood Marc, sydd a nifer o gredyd theatraidd i'w enw gan gynnwys High School Musical a Wicked o'r West End 'Mae gofyn i mi ganu mewn Gwyl Rhyngwladol sydd mor agos i gartre yn gymaint o anrhydedd ac yn swyn i'r glust'.
Bydd y gyngerdd yn amlygu ser y dyfodol o Langollen ac yn dathlu talent lleol gyda perfformiad gan yr aml wobrwyiog Cr Meibion y Fron, a ffurfiwyd yn arbennig i gystadlu yn Eisteddfod Rhyngwladol gyntaf Llangollen yn 1947 ac sydd wedi mynd o nerth i nerth a chael eu gwobrwyo gyda'u halbwm 'Voices of the Valley'. Bydd Cr Godre'r Aran, sy'n ddeiliaid pencampwriaeth cystadleuaeth Cr Meibion Llangollen, Cantorion Colin Jones a'r tenor ifanc Alexei Kalvecs hefyd yn ymddangos. Bydd cyfraniad o elw'r Gala yn mynd i Hospis Llety'r Eos Wrecsam, mewn cysylltiad a Chr Godre'r Aran.Bydd y cyngerdd newydd nos Lun 'Gala Agoriadol' yn ychwanegiad arall i drefn yr Eisteddfod eleni, sydd eisoes wedi ei ymestyn gyda diwrnod ychwanegol o weithgareddau ar y Sul gyda chyngerdd trawiadol i gloi'r Wyl. Bydd cyngerdd nos Sul 'Licensed to Thrill' yn amlygu cerddoriaeth James Bond wedii berfformio gan Gerddorfa Genedlaethol Opera Cymru dan arweiniad Carl Davies, gyda Bond Girl Honor Blackman yn serennu a thn gwyllt. Am goctl ffrwydrol!
-Diwedd-
