I Can't Believe You Heard This From Your Dad

When I die, do come to my wake because it'll be in Swansea rugby club. That's where we have all our funerals and do's and everything. So now when I go back there, it's like the tolling of a bell. The irony is it's not like we're hiding abuse or neglect or poverty. It's like we're literally lying about who took the car yesterday. And did you lock the door? And have you visited your name? We literally still go instead of telling everyone the truth. There's no dark secret. Some strange way we've been brought up."It was always like whenever something happens in the family, we go through a whole sort