Gwisga t ddeall

Max Boyce tells a nice story about him being on a beach in North Wales where he sees a man in trouble in the water. He spots a lifeguard and goes over to raise the alarm. The lifeguard doesn't flinch, so Max asks if he's going to go and help the man, and the lifeguard says that he can't swim. "How on earth did you get the job then?". The lifeguard replies, "I speak Welsh".

This rings very true doesn't it? Try and get a job in politics in Wales, or indeed in the media in Wales, no Welsh, no job. Period.

This caught my eye today. Am I suprised? No.

No one yet has been able to explain to me Wales' recent obsession we reigniting the Welsh language. Help please. I don't understand. Or should i say "Gwisga t ddeall".

What next?

This is outrageous. The so-called 'liberals' are at it again. This idiot's argument is that us wine drinkers apparently don't know how many units of alcohol we're drinking. I'm not sure that I care. I don't drink and drive. Simple.

What's next? Telling me what size plate I can eat off. Do me a favour.

The BBC must be having a larf!

BBC News 24's coverage of Cameron's NHS speech yesterday could not have been funnier. A minute or so in, the screen splits so that that the left section showed Cameron whinging about the health service, and the right section showing the Royal Marsden hospital going up in flames.

One of the directors must have been having a right laugh. I half wondered if it was indeed Brown that started the fire.....drab looking scotsman seen running from the scene, heard shouting "you'll never get rid of me". I hope someone told Cameron that coverage of his speech was then cut off.