Baldrick: No - but I've often thought I'd like to.
Blackadder: Well, don't. It's a ghastly place. Huge gangs of tough, sinewy men roam the valleys, terrifying people with their close-harmony singing. You need half a pint of phlegm in your throat just to pronounce the place name! Never ask for directions in Wales, Baldrick; you'll be washing spit out of your hair for a fortnight.
