farm animals not buried where we are!

Yeah, they've had this catch-up problem in England, too CK! So come to Wales where scarcely any impact has been felt, where the fields around my house are lush green and grazed by lambs and cows and horses, where a badger came snuzzling round my door a couple of days ago and where a buzzard perches on a fencepost in our lane. It's OK - there's no need for a special passport, though there quite rightly is a road toll to come over the bridge into Wales (but not to get back to the grimness of Lloegr)

But what always makes me really chuckle about stuff like that is the incredible narrow-minded parochialism that bounds the views of so many inhabitants of this shrinking globe. It's no coincidence, I think, that in reality two such witty and worldly contributors to this forum should be hailing from Zild, yet the 'image' is still 'rural backwater stuck in a 50s timeshift' if such caricatures are anything to go by.

Ah, well - the same caricatures apply to us all (and the sheep are liars!)