You know what really grinds my gears?: The moaning thread.

[Welsh cake]

You spend more time complaining about the English than you do the weather.

Wouldn't you be rather miffed if you're a Celtic Briton, happily minding your own business, to have your farmland and home taken over by an invasion of Roman immigrants? And just when they're finished, to be squashed out by a wave of Germanic immigrants? And forced to flee to the mountainous regions?

To have your royal family and all lines of succession killed off?

To have your country, Wales, annexed by England and incorporated within the English legal system, which in all intents and purposes, does not acknowledge us as a separate country until only when its convenient for them? Like when it comes to taxes, institutions, education and healthcare?

To have your language taken away? "Welsh Not" was the phrase yes? To be caught speaking our own native tongue was dealt with swiftly. Bitterly ironic considering a lot of people nowadays speak Polish in England, yet this refusal to integrate into society properly is tolerated.

To have the rural communities of Capel Celyn flooded by Liverpool City Council for drinking water.

These are the tip of the iceberg.

There is nothing "United" about the United Kingdom. Well, except our scorn and contempt for one another, that we all keep a lid on for most parts.

And the Cornish... wow... they had an even shitter deal under English rule. They're not even recognized as a separate ethnicity, let alone, a culture or nationality.

Mind you, I spent 2 weeks camping in Wales when I was in the Scouts, and it rained, and rained, and.....

And I'm trying to build a house in this weather.

A goddamn house.