Thursday 29 November 2007

The Taffia strike again.


The Welsh has to be one of the most glorious nations to walk this Earth. I have always had a quiet fondness for the Welshmen of this world, nothing whatsoever to do with my paternal roots in the Land of Song. When at school, my alarm clock would often be the booming, breath-taking melodies of a Welsh Male Voice Choir floating up and over the banisters and into my room whilst my mother screeched at dad to turn down the volume.

The Boyos from the Black Mountains are ferociously proud of all things Welsh. For everyone on the other side of Offa’s Dyke or the Bristol Channel, this means a rather ridiculous image of a coal-mining, rugger-playing, Tom Jones’s singing, leek-farming, sheep-loving backwater.

Yet the latest demonstration of Welsh patriotism clearly shows their resolute determination to make a passionate stand on the United Kingdom’s stage. Ian Lucas, MP for Wrexham wants the beautiful red dragon, Y Ddraig Goch, to hop off its perfectly mowed green lawn and jump onto the criss-cross mish-mash of geometrical shapes that is the Union Jack – and preferably plonk itself right in the middle.

St George’s worst enemy has not graced the UK’s flag until now because Wales has, since 1282 and the Laws of 1535 -1542, been considered to be a Principality and never a country in its own right. But the Taffies from the Valleys think it’s high time they got a look in, especially considering the fact that St Patrick’s cross is in there somewhere.

The patriotic idea has been written off by Stewart Jackson, MP for Peterborough as being “eccentric.” Well, firstly, what’s wrong with a bit of idiosyncrasy? And secondly, I don’t think eccentric is really the correct word – maybe stark raving mad is a little more apt. Because let’s face it, changing the iconic image of the Union Jack is not going to be a walk in a daffodil strewn park. But it will not deter the Welsh from trying.

And this is the point. In an ideal world, Puff the Magic Dragon’s Celtic cousin would stand proudly, centre stage on the red, white and blue backdrop of the Union Jack. But clearly, we live in a far from an idyllic world. The fire-breathing folkloric monster probably won’t make the transition for as long as Charlotte Church and Gavin Henson continue to grace the glossy pages of OK and Hello magazine. But at least the Welsh are giving it a shot.

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