More NHS Criticism
Betsi Cadwaladr University Health Board was the subject of a recent study. It was found that there were “failings in governance and management arrangements” – whatever that may mean to us laymen.
So the Board plans to pull its socks up. It still needs to sort out a clear plan for the future of clinical services up there in North Wales. It needs to sort out its financial problems. Its management structure seems to need reorganising. And, up at the sharp end, its services need to be made safe and effective.
Nothing was said in the investigators’ report about upping nurses wages – those nurses are the ones who have to do the real work, not the administrators.
More Royalist News
The man we all voted into office, Charles Windsor, hit Welsh headlines this week. Our beloved Prince of Wales visited a pub.
I found nothing in any report on his visit to indicate he had bought a round of drinks there.
The pub was, in fact, not there. Back in the 17th Century, it was knocked down and replaced by a chapel. Oddly enough, though all non-conformists of the time condemned The Demon Drink, the chapel took on the name of the pub. It’s called “Plough Chapel” in Brecon.
The 17th Century locals didn’t totally convert to non-boozing, then, and insisted on the name of the pub being handed down to posterity. They may have done that to show that the non-conformists – or other religious parties – didn’t have total control over the minds of the people.
Strangely, “The Devil’s Music” is played in the chapel these days when it’s used as a venue for some of the goings-on at the Brecon Jazz Festival.
Funny thing, religion.
Charles’ missus was with him on this mini-break, and the pair laid a wreath at the Senghenydd Mining Memorial.
With such a public-relations tour, I’m sure the people of Wales will vote ‘em both back into office when they next stand in a democratic election.
An Interesting Discovery
Dylan Thomas was a truly great writer. I know not of any other 20th Century scribe who is greater than he. (Does that show signs of hero-worship?)
Up in Aberystwyth, there’s an exhibition of Dylan’s life and work in our National Library. Lots of stuff there, I’m told, has never been displayed in our land before. And on show are a couple of newly-discovered items: a poem he composed when still in his teens – and a map he sketched of Llareggub.
I’ve always wanted such a map so that I can find my way round the village when I visit . . .