Saturday, 12th December, 2009.

The Immigrant
Situation

     It is a sparsely populated part of our
land.   Its population – and number of
new houses – is growing, though, due to immigration from our Eastern neighbour.

     In the local hall, the Ffair Nadolig was
taking place.   They had a “Guess The
Name Of The
Teddy-Bear” competition.   The usual
excited interest began as the name was announced and the lucky winner would
receive the cuddly-toy

     The name was Gwion.

     When it was announced, a lady with an
indignant and very English voice piped up loud enough for all to here:  “Why did they have to choose a Welsh name?”

     What have I said about incomers not doing
their homework before coming to
Wales?

 

A Fond Farewell

     Last week, I mentioned that, though we had
a new First Minister, the other one had not stepped down yet.

     Now, Big Rhodri – Wales’ First First Minister – has told
the Queen of England that he has relinquished the post.   So we have our Second First Minister.   Well, subject to him kissing the hand (or
whatever ceremony he needs to perform) of the English Monarch, I suppose.

     There may even come a time when whoever is
our Umpteenth First Minister will simply tell our own President – or whatever
we choose to name the post – and not even inform another country.

     And that other country may, one day, have
its own
government, too.

 

Christian Charity

     People who are deemed “illegal immigrants”
to the
UK and who cannot, for some perfectly sound
reasons, go back to their country of origin get £35 a week from the
Westminster government.   That august body seem to feel it is better
for the image of the
UK than seeing them starve on the
streets.

     That thirty-five quid is given to them in
Tesco vouchers.

     Some of the Christian churches down in Cardiff are exchanging those vouchers for
cash.   It seems that they, rather than
central government, relate to the difficulties of having no cash in one’s
pocket.

     I congratulate those churches on showing
true love to their neighbours.

 

And Finally . . .

     . .
.
well, not quite.   But here’s an
advance warning.

     For a few years now, I’ve been putting
this column online at a Web address other than this one.   I use this Blog simply as a back-up to that main address. 
As from January, I shall no longer be ranting and rambling at that
address, though this Blog will continue undisturbed – so keep coming here to read it..   I am to be evicted from the other one to help a
bunch of good-hearted folk who are hoping to help youngsters develop their
talents.

     However, I shall continue my nasty Leftie
comments on a posh web-page, and you can still get back to me at the e-mail address below.  I have found an
alternative address for this column which I will give you next week

Archie Lowe

archie.lowe@laughingdragons.co.uk

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About Archie Lowe

Though not born in Wales, I have lived and worked here for many years now. I love the place and love that mercurial thing "Welshness". I have been accused of being "a Taffophile" - which is pretty near the truth. The question I ask whenever some idea comes up for the whole of the UK is: "What's in it for Wales". I believe in an independent Wales and am so pleased that our Assembly is a big step on that road.
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