We fancied a day out and ended up in Flint because Rhyl and Prestatyn were just fucking depressing.
Oh god Rhyl was awful. Like, if it had got invaded in WW2 or something, the government would have been like "oh well win some lose some"
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Rhydymwyn. Pronounced like... Rid-um-oyn I think?
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West Country guy living in Wales. Football Manager & World of Warcraft obsessive. The gayest.