This is the proverb which suggests family relationships and loyalty are stronger than that of friends, but I question this after reading what happened in Serbia last weekend.
Welsh fans donated blood to a local Serbian who was shot in the stomach during clashes between rival fans from Partizan and Red Star ahead of the Serbia play Wales game.
Neither family nor friend, and with no loyalty to this stranger they still donated blood, hundreds of fans apparently. Why?
One football match with two different behaviours and outcomes. One action led to someone being hurt, and one led to someone being saved.
I recalled the positive displays of the Welsh fans at the European cup last year, winning plaudits for their behaviour.
Wales’ army of fans in France have been honoured by European football chiefs after the ‘Red Wall’ was hailed as making an outstanding contribution to Euro 2016.
The official review of the summer tournament has seen Uefa top brass opt to commend Wales’ fans with an award for their passion and behaviour that spread through France and won admirers across the world.
Makes me feel proud to be welsh knowing how we (mostly!) conduct ourselves in the world.
The donation for me was more than just giving much needed blood. It symbolised what having the right behaviour can do.
Do you raise your arm with a gun, or raise your arm to give blood.
It’s not about family or friends, it’s about doing the right thing at the right time that will bring us all together.
From reading social media Welsh football fans have gained a lot of new Serbian friends.
My hat off to all those who donated.
(I still prefer rugby mind..)