Glyn Rowlands of Corris, Machynlleth was buried last week. An ex member of the Free Wales Army, Mr Rowlands was one of the few FWA men to be prosecuted back in the day.
Here’s Glyn ap Gruffudd’s tribute. Photos of the funeral parade by Sian Ifan (c) here and here. Thanks to Daithi
It’s not often we get free things to give away to our readers, but courtesy of Palgrave Macmillan we have a nice paperback copy of Brian M Walker’s excellent history of partition of the island and how identities shifted in both the north east and the south and west: as most of the territory that [...] read our review »
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So will it end for PIRA – old men arguing the past and a lost cause over a pint while the rest of the world gets on with its life. Then a rag tag and bobtail funeral parade without even the pomp or finesse of the OO (!).
Mind you we do do a better line in headstones over here.
Isnt it interesting that they publish it all in English because the avid patriots dont speak Welsh. Must be all those years of oppression dont you know.
Just for you Igor
“even the pomp or finesse of the OO (!)”
What?….. an annual geriatric display, flat feet abound, and young juveniles dressed in Thunderbird outfits! Yeah….classsy stuff Igor!
Greagoir
Oh read it it again! Dont they do satire in Irish?
PS the (!) was also a bit of a giveaway
Dewi
Thank you
Farewell to a patriot who loved his country, rather than someone else’s country.
Yea, let’s free Wales, a suburb of England with by far the worst, cringe-making accent of all the regions.
Better if we just locked it up and threw away the key.
Was that post your entry for most bigoted of the month underwood?
Go wiki England. Then Wales. Then suburb.
Cringe-making accent? You should get out more, Wolverhampton would be good.
It all looks rather pathetic
It looks authentic to me.
Diolch Dewi, go raibh maith agat.
(By the way, the submit word I have to enter is ‘nation’. I’m sure Glyndwr, Rowlands et al. would approve.)
Hi Dewi. Enjoying your blog entries.
Would definitely be interested to see you blog on the following topics:
- Welsh republicanism (Free Wales Army etc)
- Welsh independence movement (moderates, extremists (if any))
- Welsh language. Where are the Welsh ‘gaeltachtaí’ located?
Also enjoying your blog entries Dewi.
“To be seated with our Prince Owain in the Cave of Heroes, a cave which our folk tales tell us opens once a year at mid summer to allow the heroes of old, to ride fourth in their great ‘Cylch Cymru’, join them Glyn and ride fourth Glyn! ride fourth! ride fourth!””
Reactionary obscurantism mixed with romantic nationalism – a match made in hell.
“Reactionary obscurantism” – I like that Brit!
igor nailed it at post 1. ‘Nuff said.
Dewi,
Was this the crowd that I seem to remember tried to “liberate” Hereford as a stunt since it had once been in Wales. Then someone in their group remembered that the SAS were based in Hereford and they all went home instead.
Incidentally nice pictures of Machynlleth: it has some excellent second hand book shops. Corris is nice too (though very small).
“Was this the crowd that I seem to remember tried to “liberate” Hereford as a stunt since it had once been in Wales. Then someone in their group remembered that the SAS were based in Hereford and they all went home instead.”
You are wrong Turgon; and if I may cheek you, in a typically dryballs ulsterproddy way.
They actually went to the pub.