Monday 10 October 2022

Octobe

Good morning!

Being in bed in hospital sounds boring. And when you are feeling not quite up to the mark it can be.

But there are positives and after four months my life is far from dull. No more so this morning when I was prepared for the day.

It was just before six when two nurses roused me - the first in the ward - from pleasant sleep, made my bed , gave me my first medications of the day. A pause, then the vigorous bed wash followed by breakfast - cornflakes. Blood pressure  and blood sugar tests and all done by 8.20. A record. A whole new day ahead.

I am now sitting up watching the nurses at work with the other patients  Perpetual motion. I don’t know how they do It. Despite the shortage of staff and the relentless pressure they still have the patience to come at the press of a button to meet my needs, even to helping get my iPad and radio working or picking up items I have dropped from my crowded bedside trolley/table.

After four months the days slide by and at last  there is a real prospect of my going home. A plan is shaping, a programme for home care being arranged.

Still no date although it will probably be a few weeks yet depending on my being able to get myself up and walking.

I am now managing my first steps, trying to extend  that by a few yards each day. My first aim, to get out of the  ward door and into the corridor then along to the bathroom. Luxury.

I have tried to be patient from the first days in Vigo hospital , now, mercifully, a distant memory, and I will remain so until the day finally comes when I go home and slowly restart my normal life.

The end of the tunnel.



 







Friday 7 October 2022

October 7

 Toothless

‘All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth’ according to the popular song. Unfortunately for me I need my whole mouthful. I am still waiting to be able to talk, smile, and, more important eat as before. That stopped four months ago. three days after returning from Vigo hospital in Spain The A&M department at Heath hospital lost them in my rushed transfer to Llandough hospital.

I, my family and friends tried for weeks to arrange for me to have a new set with no success My former dentist in Penarth said I was no longer in his books and would have to ‘ go private

There is now some hope. After weeks finally confirming that there is a visiting dentist for Llandough hospital he came to make moulds for new my teeth, saying he would be back to take second impressions in three weeks. That was over four weeks ago.Worse, he said it would take a further thirteen weeks  before I got my new set.


 Christmas!

Then I will probably have the rigmarole of  applying to have them at no cost,

Thursday 6 October 2022

October 6

 Recovery

Just had some very good news. Werner, my friend for sixty years, is recovering at his lovely hill top home in Esslingen, Germany after a very serious operation.

We met when I was the Caerphilly council organiser for the twinning between Caerphilly and Ludwigsburg.

As a graduate, during his year teaching in the the Rhymney Valley, he often came to us in Winnipeg Drive and over the years we and our families made many visits.

We enjoyed their walled mediaeval town and their lovely home and garden extending into a vineyard and seeing our families growing up. Two years ago Werner and Sabine visited me in Sunrise home with grandson Lino who was a student at Wells College.

What a contrast with his home were his digs in Bargoed overlooked by the biggest coal tip in the Rhymney Valley.He came to love the valley, returning several times.

More good news. Brenda my niece who emulated me by breaking her hip has returned home from hospital after a mercifully short stay. While she was there we had a daily email chat on the vicissitudes of hospital life.

The good news has heartened me and I also hope to improve more quickly now.

Karen came yesterday and went to my flat to see a vocational therapist to see what might be needed for me to go home. Encouraging.



Monday 3 October 2022

October 3

 An astonishing coincidence. My  niece Brenda is in hospital after breaking a wrist and hip inna fall at home exactly three months after my accident.

And we have daily chats via email about about life in hospital.

There is a lot that we agree about, the total change from normal life, the routine and rules, the need to keep cal and be patient.

I manage most days, appreciating the staff have annarduous job with both our hospitals short  staffed but agreeing that the most contentious aspects of our treatment is physiotherapy and their mantra is, no pain, no gain.

I discovered this seventy years ago when in a Cardiff hospital the physio insisted I moved my damaged immediately after the operation.Excruciating.

I appreciate it is important to get movement as son as possible and put up with the pain but it is not easy.

 For two years attending Caerphilly District Miners Hospital I underwent a whole range of treatment, from injections with ever bigger needles and electric shocks which eventually solved the problem. I could walk, even run again, 


Monday 26 September 2022

September 25

 September 26

One of the six men patients in my ward moved out this morning. Going home.

It left me with mixed feelings. Pleased for him but a little sad and impatient.

I am still here after so many weeks, making better progress now but still some way to go.

This was offset also this morning by the visit of an occupational therapist to discuss my future which has heartened me. She will decide what help I need and I have arranged for her to go to the flat to see the facilities and for her to check the height of bed, chairs etc.

It is essential that I can stand up and walk and that is what I shall soon be concentrating on. At present the hospital physio is more concerned with me getting out and back to bed and practice standing up and sitting down. It’s hard work but essential

 I thought when I was moved into this ward I would enjoy the company of my fellow patients and although I like being with them I have only managed to speak to one. Strange but elderly enough in this si5uationndo not seem very sociable. Women are much more likely to enjoy a chat. Strange.

Saturday 24 September 2022

September 24

 Better days

At last I am becoming more confident that I am on the mend.

 After a veritable rollercoaster of days and weeks when my condition has been in turn encouraging and dispiriting, I am starting to feel more confident, just what is needed to offset the bad days.

After three months in bed I am now getting up for three hours or more a day, writing and reading - when my iPad is working as  the hospital signal is unreliable.This makes for some frustrating days.

With my radio also out of action I have often just had books provided by Robert to pass the long days.

I have learned how to take these darker days by following my belief  that tomorrow will be better and this has been the case.

I still have quite a way to go and I know it is dangerous to assume I might be home soon but I hope it may be before my 96th birthday in November.


Friday 23 September 2022

September 23

 Surely no new British prime minister has faced such a mountain of national and international problems as Liz Trust. 

She responded by promising immediate action, days of  momentous decisions to counteract the growing criticism of the government that had been drifting.

But her timetable was shattered by the death of the Queen. She became a key character in the historic twelve days that followed. And she responded with calmness, matching the nation’s mood.

Then, suddenly again, it all changed. It was business not as usual but at the frenetic pace needed.

 Off to the the USA to speak at the United Nations, then back to announce the long forecast action to ease the public’s economic plight by an extravagant, and according to the opposition, dangerous generosity. Spend spend, not save save.

The new chancellor Kwasi Kwateng was equally bold and assured. They would put Britain on the right track.

They and the country will certainly need good fortune.



Chancellor

September23

 Care crisis

Adult social care in England is facing yet another crisis - a desperate shortage of funding that is overwhelming local government providers. 

The County Council Network, representing 36 councils, mainly Conservative, today warn that they may have to cut services, leaving hospitals unable to discharge elderly patients. 

With costs soaring, fewer beds and staff leaving for better paid jobs and  a £3.7 billion shortfall over the next 18 months.

 Many  councils  including Devon, were on the brink of collapse,  having to hand back contracts because they cannot cope. 

Therewas a shortage of 16,000 staff.

The service was facing ‘ a perfect storm’, said the County Council Network.




Thursday 22 September 2022

September 22

 It has been three months since my simple stumble on the P&O Ventura changed my life again. Two weeks in a Vigo hospital with Robert desperately trying to get us home by air ambulance and now many weeks here at Llandough hospital, recovering painfully slowly. 

My optimism has been sorely tested with many days. In bed made longer by my link with the outside world broken with the regular failure of my iPad due to wifi fluctuations. This has meant my only pastime has been reading books Robert brought me. Some days have been tortuously long but I have always hoped tomorrow would be better. I so miss my daily blog diary.

But Iam getting more hopeful. Making regular progress, getting up every day for two hours or more and practicing getting up and down before progressing to walking, essential ifs  I am to get home.

The staff are fine and I could not be better looked after.

There are up and down days but I really feel  y days here may be numbered but I still have to be patient.







Thursday 16 June 2022

June 16

 Getting on with life

Being disabled has many disadvantages, many challenges, as I have found over the past ten years.

As have explained, one of mine is walking which I manage, if slowly, with my sticks, walking aid and scooter.

I am fortunate in having Melissa, my home help. I can cope with day-to-day tasks and twice weekly she helps keep the flat in good order carrying out jobs that I cannot manage, including taking rubbish to the flat’s recycling store which has steps, doing my laundry and generally keeping everything spick and span. 

It is often the simplest jobs that are the hardest. If you you are old and your hearing is not good phoning it can be a headache now that the human touch has gone, replaced by the automatic  response with its formidable list of options, often presented unclearly and confusingly. Even local shops are using this wretched system

I have to take my time in getting on with day-by-day life, a slow process in many ways, with dressing a problem due to thoughtlessness of disabled people’s needs.

Simple jobs can mean big frustration; for example, buttons on clothing are a real handicap, getting smaller and harder; this morning I took fifteen minutes putting my my shirt on.

More worrying is taking medication. I have difficulty in prising open tightly packed tablets and, worse, opening my insulin tubes. Today I had to ask one of my neighbours to do it for me.

My successes in looking after myself include my kitchen equipment. particularly my new chair on wheels. I can now safely and smoothly move around my kitchen, cooking, which I enjoy, and washing up  keeping everything clean and tidy.

I knew there would be challenges when I decided to go it alone but I am happy in my new home, number 10 Bridgeman Court, very well equipped to deal with my poor mobility and I am thoroughly enjoying my new, wider world.








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Wednesday 15 June 2022

June 15

Walk-around 

I often remind myself how fortunate I am, living comfortably in my own home, looking after myself, doing what I want, going out on my scooter- even taking holidays.

Naturally I have regrets, mainly my lack of mobility which prevents me from one of my great pleasures in life - walking.

I have a store of memories of enjoying the world, not by serious hiking, but exploring on foot towns, countryside and seaside around the world.

No comparison with Robert’s astonishing cycling feats, the latest a 500mile Scottish marathon captured in remarkable daily videos, but my work gave me the ability to see the world.

One of my favourite walking experiences was Tokyo where in two months and with time on my hands I explored  the world famous Ginza, the city centre moated Imperial, Palace,  Ropongi, one of the sprawling suburbs where I stayed. There was the contrast of  Canada’s Niagara in snow, magnificent Sydney and tiny Cairns in Australia, Berlin before and after ‘The Wall’.

Seaside walks have been a favourite, with the most memorable, now sadly missed, the regular afternoon saunter along the shore opposite our home, Windsor Court  Penarth,  crossing the road and westward to Lavernock Point, climbing up the cliff and back along the cliff, at home for tea,

Now I appreciate, comfortably seated in my scooter, exploring Penarth that has developed remarkably well over the years, with its lovely parks, Marina and busy centre.

Still so much to enjoy.




 leusurely look at Penarth the busy town, Marina and parks. 




 

























Tuesday 14 June 2022

June 14

All at sea 

Thinking of taking a cruise?  If so it will be plain sailing over once they let you on board. But beware, there are obstacles. By my, experience of the preparation demands are like a tortoise obstacle race.

It has taken months and I would never have made the finishing line without massive help from Robert and Karen, Brenda and Ivor, handicapped by help from my Penarth surgery despite weeks of effort.

The worst hurdle was getting another booster injection for which I qualify as being old and vulnerable but which has somehow escaped the Welsh governments system.

It was almost in despair until, twenty four hours before sailing, I got an appointment for STAR community centre Splott, Cardiff - I was a founder member and finally its secretary more than forty years ago.

Boots pharmacy gave me the Cardiff and Vale Health Board Covid help line and I managed to hear well enough to persuade them to get the appointment.

Brenda and Ivor are taking me to the Cardiff for my vital last minute £22 test, then on to Splott and, if all goes well, lunch,

But my tortoise race won’t have been won until they wheel- chair me into my cabin on the Mediterranean deck on the P &O Ventura.







Saturday 11 June 2022

June 11

Off the road

How lucky I am.  Unlike all drivers, my cost of driving has not soared. It will remain free, ,as for the past three years when I gave up motoring after more than seventy years, switching to a Motability scooter.

The cost, nothing. And with warmer summer days I am enjoying it just as much as car driving.

Not so comfortable, of course, especially when I drive on the road which I now do increasingly as I venture further afield. At top speed, 8mph, I bump along mostly poorly maintained roads as close as possible in the the gutters. I feel safer in the cycle lanes but never venture onto double lane ‘carriageways’.

I have recently become more adventurous , discovering new routes. Yesterday I explored the Cardiff Bay        area which I remembered as the old Ferry Road industrial estate with its car wrecking businesses.

Now transformed into a shopaholics delight, the biggest attraction is the vast discount hyper markets. Even better, the scenic three mile run up from Penarth town centre, through St Joseph’s park - the steepest hilled park I have seen, its smooth surfaced, wide path surrounded by brightly coloured bushes and flowers.

Down to the Penarth Marina and its hundreds of yachts over the lifting bridge across the river past kayakers at the International White Water Centre, under the main, two-lane main road to Cardiff and straight on to my shops.

My longest journey, even more interesting, was direct from Penarth Marina, across the Barrage with its18 kilometres of shoreline and scores of  scudding yachts and magnificent panoramic views of the city. Very similar to other major cities I have visited, Toronto and its island for example.

 My driving may not be comfortable but it is healthy and exhilarating, confirming my view that even at my age life can be full of interest.

Thursday 9 June 2022

June 9

Tall story

Prices are rising at the fastest level for many years but there is another inflation, the height of young people.

I and most of my family are average but our grandsons and one great grandson are soaring above us. All four boys - young men - age range thirteen to nineteen - are taller than their parents by several inches.

Robert and Karen’s son Owen has achieved that before his thirteen birthday next month Mylo, my great grandson, is well over six feet, at 18.

Compare that with Rosemary, my wife, who was under four feet tall,  her father, five feet four. Perhaps it is all down to diet. 

















Wednesday 8 June 2022

June 8

Off the rails

This country seems to be falling apart. So many failings, few successes. much frustration leading to angry action.

The latest is the threat of a national train strike with London likely to be hardest hit in an ongoing tube stoppage.

It set me reflecting on the days when travelling by train was apleasure. 

Most of my rail journeys were for work, including one memorable  trip when  Rosemary and I took a group of  Caerphilly schoolchildren to Ludwigsburg ; there was panic when one boy opened the door at midnight.

Most exciting were trips on the Japanese 125 mph ‘bullet train’ enjoying sushi snacks, and the most embarrassing, being transferred from the military hospital in Aldershot to Chepstow when I was deposited on the floor of Reading station waiting room, cap and large rug I had knitted on my chest, and being lifted into the train through a window.

Regular working trips to London were among my happiest mainly Forrest breakfasts and three-course dinners with wine on office expenses.

My last visit to London was to a an Institute of Public Relations lunch on the House of  Commons terrace when Robert was awarded his Fellowship, forty years after I had received mine.

My longest journey? Two days with Rosemary, from Northern Australia to Perth, the most boring ever, with nothing to see, almost endless open stretches, including the longest straight stretch in the world.

My big regret is that I never achieved my ambition take the three day Canadian Pacific across Canada which Bert, my brother, had done when he was in the RAF.





Tuesday 7 June 2022

June 7

After the Lord Mayers show the……

From celebration to resignation? The country’s dramatic change of mood and direction is worrying. With the  turmoil  created by war and shattered economies, the decisive action is needed is dangerously absent, with European nations divided on their next move.

It is even worse in Britain’s government crippled by infighting and the prospect of months of dither and delay while hapless Boris Johnson desperately tries to cling on to his power and power  authority, a forlorn hope.

Margaret Thatcher and Theresa May lasted just months after their members gave the thumbs down. Mr Johnson will be lucky not repeat history.

Much of the country, and forty percent of his government think he should do the decent thing and go.

Bur when did he ever do the decent thing?




Monday 6 June 2022

June 6

Settled in

It is six months since the day I changed my address and my life.

After an eventful, and probably life saving experience of being cared for in Sunrise Cardiff I am now completely settled and perfectly happy.

Everything has worked out even better than I had expected or hoped. The flat is perfect, bright, comfortable and, most important safe, well designed for disabled residents.

I am surprised how few of them there are in Bridgeman Court, and that anyone over 55 can buy one.

In the Platinum jubilee garden party yesterday - moved into the foyer by rain - some of the residents I chatted with are more than forty years younger than I.

It has not been all plain sailing since I arrived.

Robert and Karen had made sure I had heat and light but the very cold weather and the change to independence was a strange, but welcome experience. That independence was achieved, and is being maintained by the ever ready help and support of family and friends, with Robert and a Karen, my niece Brenda and Ivor ever ready to deal with any problems, including complicated dealings with the energy companies and the NHS.

As a result, and my learning to take life steadily and be patient, I am now feeling fitter and happier than for years and, as usual, looking forward to good days, and perhaps years, ahead. 

The next adventure will be my first cruise for four years, the last one cancelled at the start of the  lockdown. It is complicated by health regulations and I shall not really believe I am on my way until I get to my cabin.

Thank you everyone for making it all happen.


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Sunday 5 June 2022

June 5


Flying the flag

What a boost the Queen’s four day platinum jubilee celebrations has given the souvenir manufacturers. A bonanza, a gold rush, raking in multi millions.

The union flags for sale range from mini, hand wavers, at 50p, to monster 8ft/5ft ones you can buy for less than £20.

The Union flag dates back to 1606 when, as the ‘British flag’, it was ordered to be flown from all the ships in the navy; later it became the  navy’s Union Jack, with Union flag now the public version.

The oldest flag making company in the world is said to be Annin in New Jersey USA that produced the first for the  civil Civil War in the 1860s war in and is still flourishing - ‘flying high today, selling our Union flag 

The world’s biggest union flag, made from unwanted clothes, was made ten years ago by Marks and Spencer in a field.

The world’s largest existing one does not fly; it is painted on huge hangar doors Ventnor in the Isle of Wight, produced to mark the Queen’s silver jubilee in 1937.

This historic weekend has seen a veritable tidal wave of flags and flag waving.







Saturday 4 June 2022

June 4

 

Making hay…..

The excitement over the Queen’s four-day platinum jubilee celebrations has made for a happy and boisterous weekend, but there are two more historic events worth a cheer.

Seventy three years ago, June 4- D Day, saw the Allied Normandy invasion, the beginning of the end of six years of war.

And today, the Covid infection rate, at just 2,000, is the lowest for well over two years.

It goes some way to mitigate the daily gloomy news of war, the faltering global economy, and uncertain future.

This week-end we are making hay while the sun shines, even if that is fitful, too.




Friday 3 June 2022

June 3


Unique celebration

It’s the celebration of the century. The Queen’s platinum jubilee.Truly historic. 

In am watching this unique occasion on television; the other royal occasions, from the death of King George V in 1936 were plated out on radio.

I have never been one for standing, flag waving, watching processions, but I enjoy and appreciate the spectacle and the obvious delight of millions of the Queen’s subjects - what an old fashioned word.

There was one exception - as a schoolboy I watched with my school friends the young queen’s visit to Wandsworth in 1937.

Another memorable day was the Queen’s silver jubilee but this time it was a working day for me. As a South Wales Argus reporter I was out and about in the Rhymney Valley interviewing  revellers and watching street tea parties. I think we even had a union flag hanging from my office/home in Caerphilly high street. 

I had thought of scootering along to the cliff top in Penarth last night to watch the burning symbol from the newly restored beacon - one of hundreds through the country but decided I have reached my take-it-easy age.

Tomorrow I will be at tthe garden at Bridgeman Courtb with all our residents for afternoon coffee and cakes.

I have had a timely message from my long term friend Werner Bleyhl from Esslingen saying how he and his family are enjoying our royal celebration.

 Our queen, he says, is ‘a charming who nobody could say anything negative about’.

Werner reminds me of our royal family’s German connection; her grandmother Queen Mary was the Duchess of Teck which, he says is a hill he can see from his hillside home in Esslingen.









the celebration 






Thursday 26 May 2022

May 27nm

Disunited 

After all the shenanigans in parliament yesterday, Mr Johnson and all the members go back to work, tackling the daunting task of solving Britain’s many problems

In a frenetic, not boisterous but simmering with anger atmosphere, opposition benches called on him to resign but with most of his members supportive the prime minister, like an outclassed boxer, rode the nonstop barrage of punches to escape, no doubt for a celebratory drink.

Now comes his and his government’s fight back, starting with handouts to a weary and shocked public. The chancellor, probably reluctantly, will loosen the purse strings in a bid to lesson  public anxiety, fear even, about surviving what even he admits will be a cruel winter.

Britain today, is, in a way, suffering as it did in the war, this time a different war when we and  the world, faced an uncertain future.

One big difference is that than Britain was led by a united national government which with the people 


as one in their determination to win.

That is the spirit and action needed today .

Sadly, yesterday showed no sign of unity and determination.



Wednesday 25 May 2022

May 25

Economic plight

Britain’s economy is in an appalling position, the worst for many decades, with rocketing prices and the prospect of it worsening this autumn. The government, desperately try find a way of helping the millions who are sunk in poverty, are expected to announce tomorrow how they will do so.

A combination of factors is to blame affecting the whole world, involving the production and transportation of a vast range of products, exacerbated by the Ukraine war, Brexit and the hesitancy or inability of government to act effectively to get to grips with a disastrous situation. 

Here we read of people spending the day in the local library or on a bus., washing in their sink.

 And it could be much worse this winter, with millions officially poverty stricken.

Not everyone is being dragged down, sinking in a sea of poverty and debt. Look around around and you  see some businesses, international, national and small, making massive record profits. And there are millions of people who are doing very well, thank you.

Like me. I am fortunate in being able - now my savings are no longer gushing out, paying care home fees.  I am able to live comfortably, my savings saved, able to go out for meals regularly and even on  cruise next month.

I hope that the government, unfortunate to be hit by the tidal wave that is upsetting the world economy, will strike the right balance, alleviating  the the plight of those who are suffering.


 


So what is this about retail sales surprisingly increasing last month mainly due to us taking to drink and smoking?

Somehow, millions of us think that is the way to pack up our troubles. Tea and sandwiches are not the answer, and in any case, a drop of our favourite tipple is cheaper to drink at home.

I should say so. At lunch at a local restaurant I was charged £6 for a glass of Italian lager.

Tuesday 24 May 2022

May 24

Surprising Penarth

Penarth surprises me.  Having known it for eighty years and lived here for almost thirty years it continually surprises me. It did so today, thanks to my scooter. Unable to explore by foot I am finding remarkable changes that have made it more attractive and interesting to residents and visitors.

I now regularly enjoy a morning drive through Penarth Marina to shop at the Tesco hypermarket. It takes about twenty minutes, driving on the road.

Today, a few hundred yards into my drive home I ventured onto the steep winding path leading up from the road. Would I manage it safely?

It turned out an easy, exciting diversion; the best ride I have had in town, wide, zig zagging, perfectly smoothly tarmacked  path with magnificent panoramic views over Cardiff. And it revealed another suburb of modern, attractive houses I had not known existed.

Even better, it led up to near the town centre, making my  journey easier and shorter.

Earlier this week I finally tried another route home, avoiding my usual drive on the busy Beach Road hill or pavement down to the Esplanade.

I found it quicker and easier, and only a small incline. Why did I not think of that before?

Penarth has obviously changed and grown from when in 1942 I arrived by steam train to start work as reporter on the Penarth Times, its population then; today is 30,000 is double that of eighty years ago. with new communities extending westward to Cosmeston and on the hilltop overlooking Cardiff. So many changes and the attractions including scores of restaurants. 

It’s good to be home.










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Monday 23 May 2022

May 23

Off to the cinema?
I am thinking of going to the cinema next week, the first time for years and the first at the pier cinema.
The film, How Goes The Day, first shown in 1942 at the height of the war, depicts a village occupied by German paratroopers, with a host of actors who became stars. 
Made by Ealing Studio, famous for its comedies, it is, unusually, serious.
By coincidence, Penarth pier, a regular location for cinema and television films, was busy for many days recently with the latest tv film.
It was closed  during the war when Rosemary and I went to the town’s two other cinemas, the Windsor and Washington.
The Paget Rooms, built in the early 20th century, originally the Regal Cinema, was acquired  in 1950 from the Kibbor cinema company. It was occupied by the RAF during the war.
We used to go regularly to the Penarth Windsor and Washington cinemas but we never went there together, preferring those in Cardiff. Our first date was to the Olympia, one of several in Queen Street.
Our wedding reception in1952, with seventy guests, was one of the first events to be held at the Paget Rooms, now run by Penarth town council.










Friday 20 May 2022

Partygate

So, after five months exhaustive investigation, Britain’s biggest police force announces that there will be no more penalty notices. After giving out 126 notices, mainly to civil servants and political advisers with one fine to their boss, the prime minister, his wife and Chancellor Rishi Sunak for illegally celebrating his birthday, it is all over bar the shouting.

Oh, apart from one outstanding matter to be cleared up - the case against the former head of the County’s Prosecution Service, Sir Kier Starmer,  and I think we know the likely result of that investigation.

It’s shake hands, make up, get on with your job you two. A fudge, very convenient but not one welcomed by the many thousands who obediently and at sad cost to them and their families caused by the governments draconian lockdown obeyed the rules of law:; something they will never forget.

This whimper for me typifies modern Britain, clouded in uncertainty, hesitation and concern for the future.

 But let’s not be too downhearted… there is one bright spot, the reminder of steadfastness, the Queen’s platinum reign celebration, with our extended bank holiday except for those trying to keep the country going.












Thursday 19 May 2022

May 17

 Just thinking

The news that the prime minister thinks it worthwhile, essential even, to hire them, think tanks  are a crutch for governments and a multitude of organisations. They have become an  essential part of modern life  judging by the non stop outpouring of information, projections and ideas.

They operate all over the world, researching for, lobbying and offering advice to governments, political parties, organisations and the public, covering a vast range of subjects including economics, education, military affairs, technical and social.

Funded often by wealthy donors and government grants they have a huge influence, useful, but potentially dangerous in its effect on on the public by vital decisions.

It is part and parcel of society today but it goes back a long way its simplest form as far as 600, first employed by kings but it has flourished  psince the 1950d and 60s, taken up assiduously in Britain by the governments and now in every country in the world.

It has become an essential political tool not just in research and advice but in advocating policy.  It is often biased, a form of canvassing, and it encourages lack of thought, encouraging laziness.

 Dangerous.







Wednesday 18 May 2022

May 18

 Off to sea again

In one month’s time I hope to be enjoying life on the P&O Ventura. 

All being well, deo volento - the reason for the caveat is the long lingering Covid.

Everything is in place, including insurance - expensive but surprisingly available at my age - the driver to take me to and from Southampton and my long list of essentials including cruising gear I fortunately did not discard with so many other items when I went into Sunrise almost three years ago.

The fly in the ointment in the venture is proving I am fit and safe to go. Not easy, and another example of official incompetence. At 95 and ‘vulnerable’ I am due for my second booster injection, but I am still waiting. Worse, I have no idea when I will get it despite efforts by myself and my family. Nothing to do this us, said my surgery, it’s the NHS. You will get a letter.

Easier said than done. I have trying for three weeks now, using the hopeless NHS on-line information service.

Going cruising is not plain sailing and days before,  and then on the day,  I hope to step on board I have to pay for a test. I am exploring how that is done. 

If I get that far I know I will enjoy my rare break.





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Wednesday 11 May 2022

May 10

 Media danger 

As an old reporter I am sorry to say that reading newspapers and watching and listening to broadcast news these days is a danger to our health.

I am doing it much less, tired of the endless negative, sensational accounts of most topics, especially war, the economy, who did what in lockdown and the impending doom of the UK.

Just look at a few recent stories-

Economy: Man goes to the library to stay warm; More than 2m adults cannot afford to eat every day: Fire chief warns against fires in efforts to save heating.

War: Putin preparing for long war.  Sixty killed in Russian air strike. Ukrainians in UK face years of war trauma therapy.

Politics: Chaos in Northern Ireland.  Partygate, Beargate.

Travel: Chaos at airports for holiday travellers.

Just a sprinkling of the shower of depressing news. Give it a rest, please.












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Tuesday 10 May 2022

May 10

 Oh, dear!

In my last school report just months before World War Two broke out the report from my history master was devastating. ‘Too vague and romantic’, he  wrote, accurately. He meant my knowledge of and enthusiasm for dates and monarchies was abysmal. 

It has never improved as my blog yesterday confirmed. 

Any of my readers - are there any? -  could see the catalogue of errors. Robert, who must live and breathe figures pointed them all out and he will edit my offering.

So thank you, Robert and for the rest of you, please forgive me. I will not  be quoting dates again. 

 With my failing memory, it is fatal.










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Monday 9 May 2022

Historic


June 2022. An historical month and year. The platinum anniversary of the queen’s reign that began dramatically with the sudden death death of her father, King George V1 in 1952.

I remember it well, and many royal events, going back to the solemn radio announcement of the death of King George V and  in the 86 years since, those that have shaped her.

I recall as a schoolboy standing in the crowds opposite Wandsworth county hall for what I think must have been a visit by the queen’s mother Queen Elizabeth soon after the abdication of uncrowned Edward VIII.

We waved the mini flags and ‘goody bags’, gifts, I presume, from Wandsworth council.

I have seen the queen many times, first when I was a reporter covering her visits to Wales. Always at the rear of the press motorcade, when she stopped for an engagement I had to race up and report it.

When we were in our flat in Caerphilly Rosemary set  up a camera in our window overlooking the main Street to get an exclusive picture for the South Wales Argus as the queen drove past.

She missed it. 

Later, when I was city and county public relations officer I was at royal lunches in the city hall .

I have even provided briefing notes for her visits.

And, a unique experience, I went down a coal mine with her in the Rhymney Valley, following her as she stopped to talk to colliers and pat pit ponies.

My last royal  experience was an evening at Buckingham palace seven years ago, celebrating the fiftieth anniversary of the Winston Churchill Memorial Trust of which I am now the oldest member in Wales, and was introduced to her and the Duke of Edinburgh.

But that’s enough name dropping!

As almost the same age as Her Majesty, I had hoped I might get an invitation to the celebrations in London. I am still waiting.


 



 






I went down a coal mine in the Rhymney Valley with her.

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Friday 6 May 2022

May 6

Election aftermath

For anyone involved in elections the count is a momentous occasion. Jubilation or despair. And overwhelming tiredness after long hours of tension. 

In Wales where unlike in my day it was all cut and dried in one day, the count dos not begin until next morning, meaning a sleepless night for the candidates.

For almost sixty years as a reporter and in local government I was caught up in the excitement, the frenzy.

There were stories to write and in my council years reflection on the difference the result might make to me if my council changed hands, which happened from time to.time.

The biggest upheaval in my career was when the London Borough Hounslow went from blue to red overnight with almost all the members who had appointed me thrown out. I soldiered on, unlike my colleague in the neighbouring borough who lost his job.

Whatever the size of the council the prize is to control, to have power. I was fortunate that all the ones I worked for showed initiative and innovation. None more so than my first, Caerphilly urban district, that became nationally noted for its pioneering work in housing - the first housing association in Wales - and promoting industry and commerce. I advertised our first industrial state at a penny a square foot. A USA firm, Gem Corporation, built the first hypermarket  in Wales in Caerphilly in the early 1960s.

In its most ambitious move, the council bought lock stock and barrel the town’s huge railway works, ‘the Welsh Swindon’ after its closure.

In the years that followed I kept ratepayers in Wales and London interested and informed of the work, the successes and problems of the men and women they had voted in.

I was the first local government public relations officer in,Wales, at that time looked upon with suspicion of bias towards my council. It was demanding yet rewarding occupation..

National governments may hold the purse strings but it is the local councillors who have the most impact on our ordinary daily lives. 

As the new councils take over in most difficult of circumstances they deserve our interest and support. I vote for that,




 

Thursday 5 May 2022

May 5

Sell out

Forty years after Mrs Thatcher offered council house tenants an offer they could not refuse the government is thinking of repeating the move..

Not believing their good fortune, by 1995 2.1 million had bought their home at a knock-down price - a 60 % reduction - and Britain has been struggling ever since to provide enough affordable homes.

Almost 70% of people in the UK own property, far fewer than most European countries. In Germany it is only 20%.

Useful if you are among those fortunate ones, with some properties, including London, worth more than £1 million. but increasingly difficult for the younger generation, coping with crippling costs and having to resort to renting.

And what  the did the he government do with that £28billion windfall? It disappeared in the treasury coffers and did not produce a  single new house. 

I am fortunate in owning an excellent Wales and the West Housing Association flat.

Founded in 1965 it now owns 12,000 properties, mostly for rent. It is one of the biggest providers of affordable homes houses and flats, building hundreds a year.

This could be in danger if the government goes ahead with its ill-advised plan that would exacerbate the dire housing situation, denying young people a chance of a home of their own.





Wednesday 4 May 2022

May 4

A growing idea

Since I was a child I have been fascinated by growing fruit. My first attempt in our back garden at Bushey Road, West Ham, to produce my own strawberries was a failure but over the years I have had some success in producing fruit and vegetables in my garden at Winnipeg Drive, Cardiff.

I have even raised tomatoes and mint in tubs on my flat balcony in Penarth.

So I am delighted to see that this grow-at-home idea has caught on. Across Britain hundreds of groups are transforming spare land into micro gardens, producing fruit and vegetables for their communities.

‘Fourteen years ago in Yorkshire a ‘Right to grow’ was organised and the local council allowed them to plant trees and vegetables in unused, neglected public land.

Now the idea is catching on and more local authorities are seeing the benefits of using verges and waste land to grow food.

The next step is to persuade the government to back the scheme and it seems possible as there is cross party support.

I have been impressed by town streets overseas lined with apple trees, providing an array of blossoms and free apples, in contrast to the ill chosen street trees throughout Britain that are a danger to pedestrians - and scooter riders like me.

It would go some way to meet the soaring cost of fruit and vegetables, much of which is imported.


Monday 2 May 2022

May 1

 May Day

May Day May Day

Not a celebration but a danger signal, a cry for help. That is how not just Britain but much of world has reacted, and with good reason. 

My memories of May Day are almost all benevolent. When I was a young reporter in the Rhymney Valley a regular May Day story I sold to the national papers was the inevitable annual Bedwas and Machen council’s busmen’s strike.

Today’s media stories are much more significant - war, economic problems, parliamentary upheaval, and the lingering effects of covid.

This uncertainty adds to the interest in the local government elections on Thursday.As usual, fascinated by it, I shall stay awake watching the story unfold. 

For many years I was in th thick of it, as a reporter and then local government officer. 

I have watched the fervour and excitement, the elation of the winners and dejection of the losers.

I have seen the politics of councils change overnight - one year in London most of the seats on Hounslow council were upturned.

I hope, but do not expect to see a much needed increase in people voting. Our record is poor. The average is under 40%. Compare this with 80% in Tokyo.

The highest is Australia, at over 90 %. Not surprisingly as voting is compulsory.










Friday 29 April 2022

April 28ybeere

It’s not exactly reaching fever pitch but the local government elections are at least creating more than usual interest.

And they are important as councils provide most of our services. Despite this, national government continues to insist on central control, often denigrating their efforts and underfunding them.

In my long involvement I have come to admire the work of local government members and staff although I maintain they were more effective when they had more responsibilities - and non paid members.

One of the disadvantages was it precluded many people, mainly men, who could not spare the time when making their career.  

It was generally the major industries and companies that allowed their staff to become councillors.

My memory of first reporting Caerphilly district council was the clicking knitting needles of the excellent women members.

Most of my forty years working for and reporting local government was spent in meetings, generally evening, and it was a relief when the larger councils opted for daytime working

By this time councillors were paid, quite handsomely, which made it a more attractive for many as a full time occupation.

My most arduous days were as press and information officer for the newly formed London borough of Hounslow when at critical political times there were all night sittings.

When  I retired I spent many enjoyable weeks scanning Penarth local council minutes at the county archive office.

I found it so interesting I wrote a book, ‘Who runs this town’ tracing the  one hundred years of Penarth urban district council and the men and women who, for nothing but self satisfaction, and perhaps, understandably, a sense of power and achievement, served their community.

Local government today is, for better or worse, much different, but men and women stilll give their time and experience.

I admire them and our councils, but am less than satisfied with national government.



Thursday 28 April 2022

April 28

 Care home exodus ‘illegal’

The government’s transfer of hospital patients to care homes without testing for  asymptomatic coronavirus was illegal, the High Court has ruled.

This results from legal action taken by two relatives of residents who were among the many thousands of elderly and vulnerable residents who died.

The High Court ruling blamed the then health minister Matt Hancock for failing to take into account the risk.

Mr Justin Coppel QC representing Dr Cathy Gardner and Fay Harris described it as the one of the most devastating in the modern era.

In ‘ Pandemic! My Care Home Diary’ describing  life at Sunrise Cardiff I told how coronavirus had exposed the shambolic state of social care, and the plight of the elderly and most vulnerable. 

The figures are shocking. - in the first wave almost 2000 care homes - one seventh of all homes in England - had severe outbreaks. In the three waves over almost two years 274,043 care home residents died, 45,632 involving covid.

I reported the plight of care homes had been made worse by the lack of PPE, personal protective equipment.

I added, ‘As demand for action grows, the elderly and vulnerable in our care homes are being forgotten, it is claimed, are being airbrushed out’.

What a terrible indictment of failure.

It will probably be years before the full story is told in the public inquiry but how we elderly were s disastrously let down must never be forgotten and never allowed to happen again.


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Wednesday 27 April 2022

April 27

Utter confusion

Just at a time when effective decisions and unity is so important, this government is failing in many ways. 

Despite stubbornly continuing high Covid infections and hospital admissions it is being shrugged off.

The long running shambles over Partygate is now not expected to be resolved one way or another for weeks - fortunate timing for some. 

Instead of  tackling the massive problem of the failing economy the House of Commons spends much of its time on media driven non stories, like the farcical alleged deliberate leg crossing.

Where is the leadership, determination and even the ability to put things right, to come to the aid of the millions of citizens enduring their worst living conditions for decades.

The answer, sadly, is it that it does not exist. 

Politics is more important than policies.


Monday 25 April 2022

April 25


Guessing game 

Misinformation is a much used word these days, with Russia a past master at the dark and dangerous art, but it is not only muzzled reporters and broadcasters to blame.

Newspapers, old fashioned journalism, still cares too little for accuracy in its bid to revive sagging circulation figures.

The latest example, in my view, is the reporting of the  French presidential elections by our press and, particularly the French papers.

For weeks they have been almost breathless in their forecast that the race was close, that the far right Marine Le Pen could be about to oust Monsieur Macron.

And what are they saying today?

They are hailing an impressive victory with the presidents cantering home with a reported 17 point advantage.

On to the next guessing game, our local elections next week.










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Sunday 24 April 2022

April 26

Water power

The news that the Welsh government plans to go ahead with schemes to use energy from the sea to provide electricity is welcome but far too limited.

If, and it is a big if, they are ever completed, they would produce a mere trickle, compared with the massive but proven Severn harrage scheme that has bee floated for decades.

Four possible projects around the Anglesey coast have been announced, the first of which has received a £35 million grant from what is probably the last EU regional government scheme.

That and the other schemes would cost billions of pounds.

The most ambitious project - pie in the sky ? - is the North Wales tidal lagoon stretching for 19 miles from Prestatyn to Llandudno.

Compare the Anglesey plans with the massive Severn Barrage scheme, first floated many decades ago, which the government is now once again considering.

The Anglesey Morlais project would instal turbines to produce energy from what is accurately described as one of the world’s largest tidal streams.

The Bristol Channel, site of the Severn Barrage scheme, has the second highest tide in the world.

Geraint Llewellyn Jones, a director of the Morlais project company, emphasises the huge potential of water power which he says, was much better than wind or solar power.

He is right. The Severn Barrage scheme, last costed in the late 1970s at £18 billion, now revised to £30 billion, was predicted to produce one seventh  of the electricity needed in Britain and would last for two hundred years.

The Anglesey projects if,  to use a perverse analogy, they ever get off the ground, would be just a drop in the ocean.




Friday 22 April 2022

April 23

Hold on….

One of the most unwelcome changes blamed on Covid is the difficulty and frustration of making phone calls.

Whether is a government department, energy company, shop, hospital clinic or doctor’s surgery it is never easy. 

Almost inevitably you find yourself in a queue. 

Sometimes you are given a number but mostly there is no indication of the time you will have to hang on.

But before you get to that you probably have to choose from a number of options, often given at such speed you have to listen again. 

If you are like me old and hard of hearing you give up. 

This morning was typical. I had to ring my local surgery to change an appointment time. Because I have difficulty hearing on the phone I asked  Melissa, my very efficient and cheerful help, to do it.

She was told at first she was number three in a queue but after a ten minute count down she became number three again.That simple call took half an hour, and wasted a lot of time.

I gave Covid as the possible reason for this procrastination but more likely it is a staff and money saving operation. 

The customer or patient is just not important these days.






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Thursday 21 April 2022

April 21

 Cardiff  by sea

The biggest and most successful development in Cardiff over my lifetime has been the Cardiff Bay barrage. It has transformed old Cardiff from an attractive city although scarred by smoke belching steel plants into one of Britain’s most attractive cities.

I realised this again yesterday when I drove my scooter from Penarth across it to Cardiff.

From Penarth seafront I drove up to the town centre, past St Augustine’s church, a prominent landmark, and down to the Penarth Marina - once a flourishing dock, onto the barrage.

The old Cardiff was by the sea but it was certainly not a seaside town, No beach, deck chairs or holiday attractions.

It was a busy port, like the much smaller one in Penarth.

When I was a child, the interesting part of the waterfront was the pontoon from which the family set sail for days-out on the paddle steamer, the Cardiff Queen.

Today, Cardiff Bay is a bustling resort, complete with the obligatory big wheel, boat trips, restaurants and cafes, dozens of them.

Beside the imposing red brick Pierhead building, built in 1897 as headquarters of the Bute Dock Company. is the modest sized elegant glass Welsh parliament building, the Senedd, open to everyone, for years a favourite coffee stop for Rosemary and me.

I stopped at the waters edge, watching. dozens of yachts skimming over the water and the mini ferries taking trippers across the bay to Penarth Marina. 

It was not always so. For many years the Taff and Ely rivers had created a problem for the city,  flooding.

When I was with Cardiff city council serious flooding was a regular feature with the area bordering  the castle and Bute Park worst affected. I used to be in the team dealing with the regular emergencies.

The idea of a barrage met vigorous opposition including from local residents who claimed it would make matters worse, and there were opponents worried about the danger to the rich, prolific wild life in the estuary.

One of the objectors was local city council member Rhodri Morgan, later to be the First Minister.

The five year, £220million  project by the Cardiff Bay Development Corporation involved creating locks, bridges and sluice gates across 1.1km, creating a one mile road between Penarth,and Cardiff.

It was an example of cross party partnership bewteen the city and South Glamorgan.

The result has exceeded expectations, more than meeting its main purpose.

Its massive, complicated machinery controls the flow of water from the Bristol Channel - the second highest tide in the world.

It has managed to satisfy most of the concerns of the environmentalists by providing conservation areas and a facility for salmon to swim upstream, impossible in  the days of the mines and steelworks.

I thought of all this as I sat in the park half way between Penarth and Cardiff, watching children at play by the sheltered waterside and people at the cafes.

Thanks to the barrage Cardiff today compares favourably with many seaside cities throughout the world.

The gorgeous view of our capital with its steadily growing skyline of tall buildings and the iconic rugby stadium to the north across the bay reminds me of many I have seen, including, most spectacularly, the view of Toronto city from its lovely small island

The barrage has done Cardiff proud. 

I am more proud of it than ever.





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Then, on a lovely sunny morning I leisurely crossed the barrage onto the footpath and the mile or so into  bustling Cardiff Bay.

Hundreds of others were enjoying the vista of Cardiff, looking every bit  capital city with thee,egant bbuildinds, some in the city centre almost skyscrapers.

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Wednesday 20 April 2022

BBC in Wales


BBC Wales’ move back into the heart of Cardiff after almost sixty years will see the creation of massive new housing development. The sprawling site on both sides of Llantrusant Road, with its expansive car park, is now a huge pile of rubble. 

I was working in London when the grand new BBC headquarters was opened on St David’s Day 1966; by Princess Margaret. After returning to Cardiff in 1971 I came to know it well, working there for years as a one-man company, Skinner Public Relations.

I worked with Iwan Thomas the chief public relations officer and veteran television and radio presenter. Most of my work was with the Welsh Symphony Orchestra. 

We designed and produced colourful, expensive concert programmes for their concerts in Wales and overseas tours and the Cardiff Singer of the World competition.

My most enjoyable experience was touring in Europe, North America and Japan.

When my broadcasting career started almost seventy years ago it was from the an impressive house in Park Place opposite the National Musuem.

I was a ‘stringer’, a freelance, complementing the staff reporters, just three of them for the whole of Wales. Apart from interviews I did  regular short pieces, usually three minutes, at a .guinea - one pound one shilling - for the weekly Sunday morning news programmes News Extra, often following a plea by the news editor that morning if I had ‘a short piece’.

When television came in the news studio was a former church in Broadway, about a mile from the radio studios. That all changed with opening of the Llandaff headquarters and a new era in broadcasting.

Today, appropriately I think, BBC Wales is is where it should be, in the heart of the capital city.

l hope to go there one day.

Tuesday 19 April 2022

April 19

Green valleys 

I had a memorable Easter Monday, thanks to Brenda and Ivor who took me to their lovely house on the hillside above Tonyrefail.

Memorable because of the changes the years have made to the town and to the valley.

It was was almost five years ago I drove Rosemary there from Windsor Court Penarth andwhat a difference to the town centre.

The town centre  is a sad sight. Almost all the local traders have gone, the narrow road into the centre choked with cars parked outside the neat long rows of houses. But turn right and drive uphill for in a minute or two and the scene changes dramatically. 

Brenda and Ivor’s semi detached house is twice as big now since they moved in many years ago, four bedrooms a large dining room kitchen looking out onto a long garden with a stream and, trees bushes with a wooded green hill.

It made a perfect picture in the bright sunshine.

About twenty miles from Penarth, Tonyrefail and its surroundings present a different picture from the days when it was in a typical Welsh mining valley.

The local colliery is gone as is the ugly Coed Ely coke works that for decades had spewed out toxic fumes as it produced coke from a lovely green valley 

In its  place now, a lovely green valley. A few miles south there is another sign of the new age, a commercial complex with a huge supermarket and range of stores.

Many other valleys in South Wales have been transformed. Most of the them, including the Rhymney Valley which had fifteen collieries when I worked there as a reporter for many years with towns and villages overlooked by mountainous slag tips.

Modern houses have cteated  new communities on the green hillsides, reached by new roads. Just outside Tonyrefail hundreds of trees have been cut down at the start of work on a new double lane road linking with the modern network that leads down to the M4.

The valleys, so forlorn after the death of the coal industry is alive again.











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Monday 18 April 2022

April 18

With infection numbers still high and almost 20,000 patients in hospital, the public at largehas apparently decided it is time to forget it and make hay while the sun shines.

That has been my experience in Penarth, and I have willingly been part of the exodus. 

For the first time for years I have gone out for three days running - in my case Scootering and limping.

The first adventure, my longest ‘drive’, was down through Penarth Marina, across the pedestrian  bridge looking down on hundreds of moored yachts, on past the  crowded  White Water Centre and the Wales International Pool to Morrisons supermarket, once for Rosemary and me a regular shopping haunt.

Today my drive was short, along the Esplanade to Sunday lunch at the Yacht Club, a pint waiting at my table. Tomorrow, Today, Easter Monday, my niece Brenda and Ivor are having me to lunch at Tonyrefail.

My world has changed and expanded enormously in the few months since I left Sunrise care home, with some misgivings after the  wonderful care I received there. 

Although I have joined the throng of happy holiday makers enjoying the warm  sunshineI, probably like most of them, cannot dismiss from mind the appalling experience of the people in Ukraine and the dismiss knowledge the black clouds over our life.

Easter is a time for celebration. This year, for so many it is a time of sorrow and fear.











Saturday 16 April 2022

April 16

Unwelcome

Over centuries Great Britain has become one of the world’s most racially mixed countries.

It has done so by generally welcoming people seeking a safe haven from oppression, hardship and a desire for a new life.

There have been exceptional times and circumstances when Britain’s benevolent view on immigration was not maintained.

I can remember seeing signs, ‘No blacks No dogs No Irish’.

Overall, Britain has reason to be satisfied with its immigration policies. and throughout the nation there are mixed communities living together peacefully.

But that welcoming approach is at risk.

Suddenly the mood has changed, not by the citizens but the government that seems intent on sending a message to the world that immigrants spell disruption, danger even, and must be kept out.

If they do arrive, fleeing, from an increasingly dangerous world, they risk being despatched thousands of miles to ‘holding centres’ in Rwanda, with its formidable record of strife and disregard for civil liberties.

That is the infamous plan just announced by unfeeling, disastrous Home Secretary Pritti Patel and Boris Johnson.

It sounds as harsh and hateful as the mediaeval practice of defending a castle by upping the drawbridge and pouring boiling oil and dropping cannon  balls on would be invaders.

If the plan goes ahead, Britain will become  pariah state.

We will be divorced from countries worldwide, as varied as Poland and Germany, who have accepted hundreds of thousands of refugees from war ruined Ukraine.

Instead, Britain is in the ‘up the drawbridge’ mode, letting in a meagre few thousand.

This has been widely condemned and the only hope for it to be abandoned is for it to be proved illegal.

That may take months, with thousands of bewildered, lost citizens facing life in a country they do not know, do not want to set foot in, and which is certainly not welcoming them.























Friday 15 April 2022

April 12

Open house

It’s all done. After four months I am now settled in at my new home, Bridgeman Court, Penarth.

The flat is bright and shining after being completely decorated and re carpeted. 

My kitchen is fully equipped, including a coffee machine, and - the finishing touch - I now have a new drinks cabinet in the living room.

If you would like to see how my move from Sunrise back to Penarth has worked out, come to the seaside and Number Ten

I will be happy to welcome you.



Thursday 14 April 2022

Troubled days


My son Robert’s recent account, on internet, of bombing in the City of London, including his own office, and his subsequent conversation years later with Gerry Adams, a key figure in The ‘Troubles’ in Ireland, was news to me.

My experience of those dangerous days started in 1971 when, as Cardiff city council’s public relations officer, I went with the Lord Mayor to visit the Royal Welsh Fusiliers who were stationed in crude, makeshift sites in Londonderry, including car parks.

Since it had started two years earlier the sectarian war had escalated. 

High walls and barriers divided streets and whole districts. Neighbours had become enemies. Death came often and suddenly in town and countryside.

Those young Welsh soldiers we visited had a thankless, dangerous task. They were certainly not welcome. I saw young children spit at them in the street.

I went back twice to Northern Ireland to see the troops.

Over the years the tempo of the conflict eased, ending finally after almost thirty years, heralded by the Good Friday agreement and the setting up of the restored parliament at Stormont.

But the circumstances that created the horror have not been totally eradicated. 

Hopes still linger among the most ardent that their ambition will eventually be achieved, that the sacrifices made will be vindicated. There have been rare incidents including bombings.

If ever there was a perfect lesson to be learned of the madness of people and nations seeing the gun and the bomb as the way to achieve their aim it is Ukraine today.








Wednesday 13 April 2022

April 13

Historically shameful 

This government today made shamefully bad history, probably unique.

The shocking saga of the ‘us and them’ decision by prime minister Boris Johnson to ignore the strictest laws imposed on Britain for centuries and to celebrate illegally while the country suffered and mourned has reached it climax.

Yesterday came what should be the reckoning, to decide if it we remain to be seen  as a sympathetic, democratic, law abiding society.

There should only be one answer - the departure of a man who consistently broke the rules he set for everyone else.

Will he go ?

His reaction, an apology and professed humility to the wholesale fining of him and a bevy of others of his ilk who carried on partying and drinking in Britain’s darkest days is unacceptable, or should be.

But if he acts now as he has done for many years, bluffing and lying, before and in office, I doubt it.  He will try to cling on.

He is on a cliff edge, clinging on by the tips of his fingers, but will he drop or will the power of ruling the country prompt his cabinet and members to haul him back from the brink?

The next few days will tell.





Tuesday 12 April 2022

April 11

The Lodger

I have a lodger in my new home who came, uninvited and unwelcome, but whose company I am beginning to accept, even enjoy.

He is no trouble, and costs me nothing. At first he began to annoy me, following me everywhere, from room to room, watching me as I eat my meals, read my book and write my daily blog, as he is doing this minute.

But he cannot stay. I must somehow get him to leave. But how? 

I don’t want to, but I might even have to take drastic action.

I am hoping it will be a fleeting visit and that he will decide it is time to go.

It would be so easy for him. After all, he is just a fly.




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Monday 11 April 2022

Draft

Memories

One of the special pleasures for Rosemary and me over many years in Penarth was going to the Yacht Club just along the seafront. I used to drop in from time to time for a quiet drink and we regularly enjoyed lunch and dinners there.

 It is now becoming one of my favourite treats.

Yesterday was typical. I got ‘dressed up’ and drove out from Bridgeman Court on my scooter, down the road and onto the crowded pier.

Then along the Esplanade where I dismounted, managed to open the club door and make my way via the lift, installed a few years ago when we were having trouble with the stairs.

The welcome, as always, helped make the occasion, as did the arrival of my lunchtime drink, a pint in a handled glass.

The menu board presented the usual delightful dilemma - on one side the range of starters and main courses and the reverse, the equally exciting desserts.

As always as I did when I ask with ‘Owy’, I gave the starter a miss and, knowing the too generous helpings, asked for a smaller main course.

As usual, I could still not manage it all, although I did have a dessert.

A lovely meal and a doubly memorable visit.

It gave me deep pleasure, tinged with sadness, reliving the past visits with Rosemary. I could almost visualise her sitting opposite me, talking about our life and our family.

It made me realise, yet again, how unbelievably fortunate I was to meet Rosemary seventy six years ago, and the love and pleasure we enjoyed together over our sixty six years of marriage.









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Sunday 10 April 2022

April 10

 Springtime

Spring is on the calendar, and in the air, with warm sunshine forecast for Easter bank holiday next week and at last a chance for us to enjoy it.

It will not all be plain sailing, with packed roads, airport delays and flight cancellations but millions will be happy to have the chance.

How different and desperately sad is the plight of the people in Ukraine.

The stories and pictures are the most harrowing I can remember, and the dark clouds of fear extend across the globe. It is a war even more horrific than the pandemic, another worldwide catastrophe.  And, far worse, the Ukraine debacle is man made. 

It is impossible to see how this conflict between good and evil can be settled and it will only be achieved if every nation that respects human rights and liberties can be united, fearless and forceful in opposing wickedness and brutality.









Saturday 9 April 2022

April 9

Looking westward from Penarth pier I see the massive bulk of Hinkley Point atomic power station, towering over the Somerset countryside. Very impressive - and controversial. 

Britain led the way in civil nuclear projects with the opening of Calder Hall in 1956, decommissioned in 2003. Over the years five more sites built, at one time meeting 20 percent of the country ‘s power needs.

Hinkley Point is being built by the French firm EDF which operates Britain’s five  atomic sites. Its cost, original estimate, £18billion, but it is already £5billion over budget.

Due to open in 2026 it is running late, partly due to the pandemic. More problematical is its likely value in Britain’s search for green power, compared with other energy developments includIng solar farms and off and on shore wind turbines.

Prime minister Johnson has no doubt about its importance, unlike some other countries including Germany.

He is so confident that he has just announced the building of another eight major atomic power stations over the next thirty years.

I have my doubts. Just think of some of his other fanciful ideas that never got off the ground, or under the sea - the  massive airport in the Thames estuary and the tunnel linking England with Ireland.  Pie in the sky, said the experts.

Equally nebulous is the Severn Barrage scheme, a much more realistic major project now belatedly championed by Richard Gove.

Inevitably, expensive long term schemes risk being abandoned and the latest pipe dreaming may end the same way, by which time Mr Johnson will be long gone from power.






























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Friday 8 April 2022

April 8

Taking off.

Coronavirus almost killed Cardiff airport, its Chief Executive Spencer Birns, reports today.

For months from March 2020 the runway was deserted; no passengers flying the world on business or pleasure.

I was shocked and saddened. I had been interested and involved in the airport from its opening seventy years ago when, with the closure of  the city’s first, primitive Tremorfa airport - more an airstrip - Glamorgan Rhoose airport opened later to become ‘Cardiff Wales’.

It took off dramatically from 1952, thanks to a multi-million investment by its owners, the former Glamorgan county council. 

I was there, reporting for the BBC the official opening by the Duke of Edinburgh.

My wife Rosemary and I were on the first scheduled flight by Air Lingus to Dublin on our honeymoon and twenty years later, as South Glamorgan county public relations officer,  I became its information and marketing officer, continuing for eleven years.

The airline that led the way was Dan Air, offshoot of a London transport company and the first money making route was Cardiff Amsterdam, initially using aged Dakota DC 9 planes. 

More airlines came, including British Airways and a new Air Wales, adding more routes, scheduled and for the developing holiday market.

The airport was run by a committee of officers from the three Glamorgan county councils with Eddie Mahoney pilot, as director. 

They were exciting years. I travelled widely in Europe and North America, usually with the committee chairman, promoting it. 

Our biggest success was when CPAir - Canadian Pacific - introduced its Toronto route, successful for many years.

One trip with Welsh travel agents to set up a Cardiff/Israel route was memorable.War broke out the day our team landed in Tel Aviv.

The official welcome dinner by the Israel government was interrupted when the chief host was called away by the army.

Year by year, with flights and passengers increasing, to 1.5 million, the cost of running the airport dropped until it at last made a profit. I wrote a press release with the news of the ‘windfall’ for our ratepayers.

We made promotional films, television ads, organised show days for travel agents in Wales and Europe and I gave talks to local organisations.

Highlights of the rise of our airport included the visit by the Pope in 1982, heads of government, international artists and sports stars and the regular ‘invasion ‘ of the army of rugby international supporters. 

Our initial Airport Open Day, complete with exhibition and air show, was too successful, with a massive traffic jam extending all the way from Cardiff.

One Christmas, St Nicholas, the Netherland’s Father Christmas flew in, with his white horse.

Those were indeed the days, and I am optimistic enough to believe they will come again.

Wales needs it. Wales major airport, now owned by The Welsh government that have invested £85million in it, will surely fly again.






















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Thursday 7 April 2022

April 7

 Returning to our derided, under fire local government, the latest attack is a report on the pay of its ‘fat cats’.

A national newspaper claims that 25,000 are paid £100,000 or more while 608 earn over £150,000, more than the prime minister.

Shocking? 

As usual it is all too glib,  dishonest and inaccurate 

Of course there are well paid men and women running our local government, but are there too many and are they worth it?

In my experience, yes. 

I have been looking at the facts rather than the fantasy.

Thre are 398 main authorities in the UK, almost 12,000 including the smaller authorities, employing 2million.. Very big business.

Cardiff council where I worked for many years employs 11,000 and has an annual budget of £650,000.

All its chief officers and senior staff are professionally qualified.

SSE, a private energy company with same number of staff has a chief executive with an undisclosed but no doubt substantial salary, perhaps like some of he local government fat cats more than Mr Johnson.

I have been retired for many years but if I were still working, as a deputy chief officer I would have been among them, working up to seventy hours a week think I would be worth it.

And, remember, our pm, as a journalist, was reputedly paid over £2,000 per column, and he was sacked for false reporting,







Wednesday 6 April 2022

April 6

Local government

Local government in Britain is unloved and unsung, by the government and, generally, by the public, the reluctant council tax payers.

For many years it has been derided, downgraded and neglected, emasculated by central government that over the past decade has had its funding cut by half.

Some of its most useful public services have been drastically reduced or abandoned resulting in further condemnation.

Will things ever change?

Once again there are signs of a possible overhaul and revaluation. The most positive and significant, I think, is the move to more elected mayors, of cities and linked areas. This is already having an impact in England.

It is a move I have been advocating for many years, having seen it working in other countries, notably Japan and, most effectively, in Germany.

There, every community, from village to city, has elected leaders with real power to run their area, obviating to a large extent political wrangling.

My involvement with the German system going back sixty years came about with the town twinning of Caerphilly with Stuttgart  and Ludwigsburg in Baden Wurttemburg, one of the wealthiest states in Germany.

Dr Klett, elected  Stuttgart Oberburgermeister immediately after the war, oversaw the city’s revival and increasing wealth. His initial term of office was eight years, giving him breathing space to develop ambitious projects. He was so successful he lasted over thirty years.

I saw the same in Japan where the huge city’s hero  was Governor Minobe who was all powerful for many years.

In Britain, when I joined Cardiff city council fifty years ago it seemed almost feudal, with the ‘city fathers’ - lavishly robed chosen, not publicly elected aldermen. They have all have gone, thank goodness, but generally we have mayors and chairmen usually chosen by the party in power, for one year. Figureheads not leadersor initiators. Here today, gone and forgotten tomorrow.

As with national government, having an eye on the next election in a few years’ time encourages councils to make rash decisions or, worse, dither and delay. No wonder Britain  lags behind.

Mr Johnson seems to have at last realised that the local government situation is so dire something must be done. Hence the push for motivated mayors at different levels, more power for communities, regional government perhaps with the overall aim, less control by central government.

The ambitious plan was announced by Michael Gove, the designated ‘ levelling up ‘ chief with a decade long plan to provide, yes, to level up Britain’s forgotten communities.’

He describes it as the biggest shift of power to local leaders is modern times, with every part of England to get ‘ London  power and mayor’s if they wish.

But will it happen?  I am sceptical. Over the decades, centuries, even, our governments have preferred to be firmly in control. 

Yet we have examples of enterprising councils who made Liverpool, Birmingham and Manchester great and internationally famous.

If only revival of our local government could match that spirit and ability.








 



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Tuesday 5 April 2022

April 5

 Off to sea

A big decision. I am going sailing again. Not like Owen with his dinghy but on the P&0 Ventura.

A week in the western Mediterranean, in comfort, too, with as usual, a balcony midship - near the dining room!

Rosemary and I enjoyed two cruises on the Ventura and I know my way around.

As with my recent lovely break with Robert, Karen and Owen, I am surprised and delighted how my life has changed and I am so grateful to be able to look forward to holidays.

My last cruise, booked for March 2020, was scuppered by coronavirus but I held on for some months before giving up and getting my money back. But I did not give up looking at cruise brochures.

If, as I am sure, this trip is a success I will keep up one of my hobbies, scanning those brochures.



Sunday 3 April 2022

April 3

Dining out

One of the innovations prompted by the lockdown was the move to outside dining, with restaurants and cafes encouraged to provide tables outdoors.

The Vale of Glamorgan Council transformed the Esplanade by reducing car parking spaces to provide  sheltered accommodation.

It has been a great success and whenever I drive along the seafront on my scooter the tables are crowded with drivers enjoying looking out to sea rather than on a line of Carson.

Now, for some inexplicable reason, and apparently no consultation the council says it’s back indoors.

The restaurant, cafe owners and the public are furious, claiming it will be a disaster for businesses recovering after dire months of lockdown.

The result of the open-air dining has been a boost to Penarth,with visitors pouring in from Cardiff, just a short drive from Cardiff.

So, will the council think again?

Saturday 2 April 2022

April 1

The reckoning

The inquiry, set up by the prime minister into Britain’s response to the coronavirus/Covid - due to start this spring - will be complex and wide ranging. It will look into the country’s response to the pandemic and find lessons for the future.

Of all the probing, one of the most serious aspects for Mr Johnson is PPE - Personal Protective Equipment contracts.

The report from the National Audit Office, published two days ago, is a catalogue of errors, questionable contracts and waste, running into billions of pounds.

The figures are startling, 

The report acknowledges that in the spring of 2020 countries throughout the world were desperately competing with each other to secure vital PPE equipment.

Britain alone made 10,000 contracts, with the Department of Health and Social Care buying 31.5billion items, costing £12.6billion so far, with a further expected 13.1billion.

Of these, 17.3 billion was used ‘on the front line’, one billion is stored in China and 5billion have yet to be delivered.

The sting in the report is about how the contracts were made, including those via the government’s VIP system.

Of the total ordered, over 14billion are in storage, already having cost £737million and still racking up costs of £7million a month.

Of those, the report says, 3.6billion were not fit for use as was 53% of those bought under the VIP system.

Fraud could have contributed between 0.5 to a full 5%, it added

Another indictment; the Department of Health and Care is assessed to have bought 3.9billion more than needed -10% of the  total PPE purchase.

Figures that should be causing Mr Johnson nightmares. One consolation - if the inquiry follows the pattern of previous ones over many years, judgement may not come for years.








 






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Thursday 31 March 2022

March 31

Sanctions

One of the options in opposing warring nations is imposing sanctions.

Ukraine has seen the most concentrated battery of sanctions, from the UK and many countries, intended to punish Putin and affect his campaign. 

He and a whole cohort of his cronies and Russia’s immensely rich industrialists have had assets frozen and international commercial ties have been broken.

But does it work? That is problematical.

It must hit badly the ordinary Russian, far more than the top tier and Putin who shrugs it off.

One of the most interesting features has been the response of the Russian oligarch Roman Abramovich, best  known in Britain as the owner of Chelsea premier league football club.

He has been promoting himself as a possible peacemaker in the talks in Turkey, with the most sensational revelation - allegation - that he was poisoned in the process.

Russia denies it and Britain does not believe it.

To me it sounds a public relations exercise, a bid to salvage his reputation. It certainly has created international attention.

If, as is now possible, some form of peace deal is achieved, the sanctions will soon be forgotten. Money talks,.

Everyone will want to get back to business as usual.






Wednesday 30 March 2022

March 30

Masks away!

My good day yesterday was made better by one seemingly unimportant move - not to have to wear a mask. It has taken a long time, 611 days.

It was ordered, reluctantly, by prime minister Johnson in July 2020, months after most European countries and pleas from health organisations.

I wore mine yesterday for my visit to the hearing aid clinic and have got rid of all but one. I enjoyed driving my scooter into the Tesco supermarket, barefaced.

How many lives has it saved.? Impossible to tell, but over the centuries, countless millions.

Masks have been used throughout the world for many purposes including rituals and religion, burials, entertainment, shaming, disguise, and health.

The earliest surviving mask was worn in 7000 BC.  They were used during plagues and in 1920 the modern health mask was introduced in Germany and the USA before being adopted universally in the present pandemic.

Famous personal masks include Guy Fawkes, Phantom of the Opera, and Batman.

Mine is now in my health file.



Tuesday 29 March 2022

29 March

Birdsong

I heard birds chirping in the trees opposite my flat today, the first time for years.

The reason - yesterday I was given a new pair of ‘ears’. Well, two new hearing aids.

I sat for an hour in the specialist hearing department at the Heath Hospital in Cardiff, headphones on, watching a computer screen connected with wires to headphones showing complicated graphs recording the pattern of my hearing.

Another test was listening intently, pressing a button when I could hear sound.

I cannot believe the difference. For years I have struggled with my hearing, often sitting at meetings staring blankly at speakers. It made me feel old and inadequate.

Thanks to my recent cataract operation I can now read without a magnifying glass and I hope to have my second eye operation soon - not after a three year wait as I had to for the first one.

That resulted in my ‘going private’. Successful, but expensive, and only two days after the op I had an NHS appointment! 

With all the new additions I am feeling like a new man. 

Happy to hear the birds chirping.

Thank you, NHS.





Monday 28 March 2022

Levelling up


The latest clarion call of the government, most enthusiastically sounded by the prime minister, is ‘levelling up’. It is nothing new, one of the unsolved and possibly insoluble problems going back generations, centuries even.

Among the most obvious examples are environment, housing, wealth and lifestyle.

I have been fortunate. I have always had a comfortable, if modest home, never been too cold or hungry; and been well cared for.

Rosemary and I were able to provide the same for our children, Beverley and Robert. It has been the same with my family, originating from the Skinners and Dymonds.

When my grandmother Fanny Dymond and her husband left Pembroke Dock in the late nineteenth century to settle in Cardiff they were able to buy a comfortable three bedroom home in Splott, Cardiff, not one of the growing city’s most salubrious areas, but comfortable and pleasant where they brought up their six children, including my mother, Gwendoline.

My grandfather died young but Granny Dymond lived there for most of her ninety years.

As a young reporter in South Wales my first experience of poverty and hardship was in the mining community of the Rhymney Valley which I ‘covered’ for almost twenty years.

The contrast between rich and poor was evident, exemplified most starkly by the homes of the masters of coal, the fortunates who discovered their land covered coal, black gold’, under their land. All they had to do was to let others ‘win it’ - dig it up and sell it letting them enjoy a life of opulence and, in some cases, immense wealth.

Their names still resonate; grand families like the Windsors and the Butes. In the mid 17th century the third Marquis of Bute, with his huge estate in Scotland, spent millions with his architect creating the uniquely designed spectacular Cardiff castle in the heart of the city.

At the other end of the scale were the hovels of the miners, mostly tiny ‘two up two down’ back-to-back houses where the predominately large families huddled together, often in squalor that increased year by year.

I saw the worst ones in what was then then the small village of Pontlottyn, four miles from the so different Caerphilly, dominated by its castle.

I reported one result of the poverty and squalor week by week from the reporters' bench at the police court in Bargoed, the town for decades overlooked, dominated, by the ever growing mountain of coal slack and dust. I wrote stories of crimes ranging from stealing food to serious assaults, even murder attempts.

Fortunately, those days, like that tip, are long gone. All fifteen mines in the valley closed, tipping 15,000 miners out work There are new communities, better housing attractive towns and villages.

The valley is green again. 

It has not ‘levelled up’ and there are still differences.

These thoughts came to me during my holiday last week when I stayed with Robert and family in  their smart, roomy house in the lovely village of Chalfont St Giles in Buckinghamshire, surely one of the most salubrious counties in England, with its bustling towns, charming villages and multitude of homes that, to me qualify, as mansions.

To put it simply, the whole county seems to reek of money and, for many, a privileged life, earned and paid for. Deserved, too, no doubt.

Naturally, not everyone is so fortunate but it is a whole world apart from the days of the industrial revolution and the Pontlottyns of my experience.

There has been some levelling  almost everywhere but it is still far from prevalent in Wales and throughout Britain and will probably never be achieved

Good luck, prime minister!