Old school friends of mine, from Bassaleg Comprehensive, who still live in Monmouthshire or Gwent - or whatever the latest designation might be; anyway, Englishspeaking South Wales - refer to themselves, when communicating with me, as being ‘behind the Wall’ - as if what the Principality is most like is the former German Democratic Republic.
This became most apparent during the lockdown shenanigans, when the local rules were the most draconian in the UK.
For 26 months, the Welsh had to wear masks, their contact details were collected if more than six people gathered, and wedding and funeral congregations had to take lateral-flow tests - not
