There’s A Brighter Side
The weather – always a good topic to
attract readers’ attention – has been pretty difficult to handle in recent
days. Thank goodness, say I, that the
nice Mr. Brown in Westminster has been so reassuring about
supplies of grit. That’ll be of great
comfort to people who live down side-lanes – only major routes have been kept (more-or-less)
clear across Wales.
Our difficulties shrank to insignificance,
though, when it was reported that Melbourne, Australia, has just had its hottest night
since 1902. Just think what those poor little
Aussies, some of them of Welsh ancestry, had to go through: lots of ‘em had to spend the night sleeping
on the beach!
A Bit Of Common
Far be it from me to criticise young
people. As I travel about Wales, I meet some very fine
youngsters: eager, caring and
hopeful. Yes, there is a minority who
have no discipline – ‘twas ever thus.
But it seems to be an in-thing among the
dafter youngsters to believe that a healthy-looking tan, however unhealthily it
is gained, is a good thing.
Congratulations, then, to a Welsh MP,
Julie Morgan (Cardiff North) whose Private Member’s Bill seeks to ban under-18s
from using sun-beds.
Cancer is caused by their use.
Oh – and Nicola Roberts of ‘Girls Aloud’
is backing the ban, too.
May I suggest that, as an alternative to
sun-beds – not only young people but also the woolly-minded in general get out
of the house more and earn a healthy complexion in the normal way?
I’m All Shook Up
Well, a-bless-a my soul, etcetera. I’ve only just heard the news! It seems that there will be an Elvis
Impersonators Festival this year right here in Wales.
As I – with my finger on so many pulses –
have only just got a letter from the mailman about it, I still don’t know where
it will be held nor when.
A good venue could be on the slopes of
Plynlimmon Fawr, Ceredigion. On the
Plynlimmon Pass (A44 road) as you head West from Llangurig, you will see on your
right a special memorial to The King.
It says simply “Elvis”, and has stood the test of time – and punk-era
vandalism – since 1958 or thereabouts.
The word has been repainted a few times,
but it still tells of the mighty influence Presley had – and still has – on
both pop-music and on young people when he first erupted onto the scene.
As soon as I have details of the Festival,
I will pass them on in this column.
Helping Our Last
You will have heard that Bosch intends to
shut shop in Cardiff next year.
The firm is relocating in Hungary, where labour is cheap. Nine hundred Welsh jobs will disappear.
The only industry which seems likely to
survive in Wales is farming. And that industry is in a woeful state. We
must try to support our hard-working farmers and their families by buying local
produce locally, of course.
Meantime, please spare a thought for our
Minister for Rural Affairs, Elin Jones.
The proposed badger-cull is going ahead. Ms. Jones had the thankless task of being a
party to sanctioning the killing of these creatures. Protest groups – mainly comprising English
middle-class do-gooders plus a whole gang of Estuary-English speaking
supporters – are furious at the news.
However, the balance of evidence points to
badgers spreading bovine TB, and that disease can ruin Welsh milk-production
among other things.
I would not like to be in Elin’s shoes –
or wellies – at this time.