And now to lower the tone considerably, another groaner – I think even I’ve heard this one before.
Two Welshmen meet in heaven, sitting on St. Peter’s bench before the Pearly Gates.
“So what brings you here, Dai?”
“Hypothermia”, replies Dai. “Froze to death. What about you, Gwyn?”
“Well, Dai, I was so sure my wife was having an affair, I bought a shotgun, came home and searched everywhere: the bedroom, the kitchen, the basement — everywhere! Didn’t find anyone so, in despair, I shot myself”.
“Oh Duw,” says Dai, “If you had only looked in the freezer, we might both still be alive”.