Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Thursday, 24 April 2014
A little break in Cornwall
Ever since the death of Tito and the arrival of Gorbachev, nations have been splitting up into the various ethnic and tribal constituents that make up the whole, and although this seems like 'a good thing' at the beginning, it all seems to end in squabbles with neighbours and economic hardship.
Scotland has long been plotting a breakaway from the 'United Kingdom', and now Cornwall has jumped on the bandwagon. As of yesterday, we can no longer refer to the Cornish as 'English'. They are Cornish living in their own separate country of Cornwall, or 'Kernow', as they will probably now insist that it is called.
I didn't even realise that Cornwall had it's own distinct Gaelic language up until this morning, so I didn't know that it had been declared extinct either, but is now making a come-back and will probably be taught in all Cornish schools as Welsh is - I think. I think they should start teaching Druidism as part of the R.I. classes as well.
Cornwall is poor enough as it is, so I hope they can afford to replace all the road signs with dual-spelling as the Welsh did at great expense, many years ago.
Cornwall - being about as far away as you can get from London in the South - has always been separate, and despite about 400 years of historical attempted tax evasion, has still been forced to contribute to the coffers of Whitehall without any obvious benefits at their end.
The Romans never bothered to colonise the far West, preferring to trade with the canny Cornish for all that lovely tin which lay beneath the rocky surface, so everyone one was happy and the Romans could depend on the Cornish to - if not cooperate - not attempt any irritating and futile uprisings. It was tin which made the Roman's bronze swords sharp, so it was important not to use them against the secretive Cornish, who knew the dark, dank and dripping caverns which hid it well.
I don't know the percentage of true Cornishmen per capita in Cornwall, but I do know quite a lot of true Englishmen who either live there, or have second homes there. I could only spot a true Cornish person if they had a name like 'Pendragon', or anything else which begins with 'Pen'.
One of the self-styled chiefs of the Druids of England has changed his name from something like Brian Smith to Arthur Pendragon, which is only going to confuse us in the future.
I have a prediction: Bretagne in Northern France will break away from the Republic and call itself Gaul. It will then re-unify with Cornwall, because 100 or so miles of water has never kept them apart in the past. Then we will become part of the true continent of Europe again, and not just a fictitious federal state as made up by a bunch of bureaucrats in Brussels.
They already have a head start - the alliance between Northern France and Western England will turn Bretagne into Grande Bretagne - again.