Enter the dragon:... Now Wales wants a 200ft sculpture to roar across the border

Daily Mail ^ | March 1, 2010 | Staff

[C19fan]

We've heard of keeping up with the Joneses but maybe the Welsh are taking it just a touch too far.

Perched on top of a 130ft tower, this ferocious-looking dragon glares out menacingly towards England across the Welsh border. The gigantic sculpture, which would reach higher than Nelson's Column - which is 169ft, is set to become the tallest public artwork ever built in the UK. Billed as Wales' answer to the Angel Of The North or the Statue Of Liberty, it aims to become a focus for national pride.

[jla]

To 36 - To which group was the Scots man directing his remarks?

[jla]

To 32 - Tag line is clever, and witty. You shall be awarded an official Welsh leek.

[bd476]

If only we Americans showed a quarter of the patriotic pride in our National Anthem that the Welsh demonstrate in their National Anthem...

Packed stadium sings Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau

There are some beautiful photos in this video:
Morriston Orpheus Choir sings the stirring Welsh National Anthem

Kathryn Jenkins and New Year's Eve crowds

[Mr Rogers]

Forrest was a complex fellow...he renounced the KKK, if I remember right.

[CholeraJoe]

That's Chard in the center, Dalton and Reynolds slightly to the right and Bromhead in the white trousers at the barrier. Schiess, Hitch and Hook are evacuating the wounded from the hospital. Victoria Crosses all.

[Mrs. Don-o]

Sorry I didn’t make that clear. He was telling us (prolifers) to “gae hame” — !

[Mrs. Don-o]

Thank you! I live in East Tennessee, we have RAMPS!

[Mrs. Don-o]

I admit I can’t understand Scots. I couldn’t even understand Scouses.

[jla]

Do they taste similar to a red onion?

[Chickensoup]

Now Wales wants a 200ft sculpture to roar across the border

They want Windmills?

[Mrs. Don-o]

Sigh. They taste like vampire retardant. Oops (keeping up on my PC good behavior) I mean "blood-extractive deceased gentry repellant".

But we l-o-v-e 'em! :^/

[colorado tanker]

Great speech, Doug! One of my very favorite plays in the Shakespeare canon.

The Bard never passed an opportunity to flatter the Tudors, did he? :-))

[Myrddin]

I've been working on learning Welsh since 1993. I find it easier than Scots Gaelic or Irish Gaelic. The Breton language appears to be a cross of Welsh and French. I understand enough of both to glean some sense out of it.

My wife has collected all the ingredients for a fine Welsh dinner tonight. Gluten free. Potato/leek soup. Welsh cakes. Bara brith.

March should be Celtic history month. St. David's Day on March 1st. St. Patrick's Day on March 17th. I'm sure other highlights could be found to fill it in.

[jla]

Sigh. They taste like vampire retardant.

LOL Very ingenious! But if they're so bad how can you love them??

[Patton@Bastogne]

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Well done ! Well done, indeed !!!


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[the scotsman]

Where’s the lava bread, boyo?.

[bd476]

From the Last
Sermon of St. David

"Be joyful, and keep
your faith and your creed.
Do the little things that you
have seen me do and heard about.
I will walk the path that our
fathers have trod before us."

[Myrddin]

We're skipping the laver bread this time. No cockles either. The gluten intolerance presents enough challenge to create the traditional goodies. My cousins in Pontrhydygroes are usually very busy with lambing season when we visit in April. Last trip they showed off a fox (dead) in the garage. The local ranger was called out to shoot it.

[bd476]

Beware of Wales

Gochelwch rhag Gymru,
Crist Iesu a'n cadwo,
Fel na ddaw â dagrau i blant ein plant,
Nag i ninnau chwaith,
onis digwydd drwy ddiofalwch,
Gan fod dyn, ers llawer dydd,
Yn ofni gwrthryfel yno

Beware of Wales,
Christ Jesus must us keep,
That it make not our child's child to weep,
Nor us also, if so it go this way,
By unwariness; since that many a day,
Men have been afraid of there rebellion

Excerpted from
The Mabinogion: Here is the Story of Llud and Llevelys

... And the second plague," said he, "that is in thy dominion, behold it is a dragon. And another dragon of a foreign race is fighting with it, and striving to overcome it. And therefore does your dragon make a fearful outcry. And on this wise mayest thou come to know this.

After thou hast returned home, cause the Island to be measured in its length and breadth, and in the place where thou dost find the exact central point, there cause a pit to be dug, and cause a cauldron full of the best mead that can be made to be put in the pit, with a covering of satin over the face of the cauldron.

And then, in thine own person do thou remain there watching, and thou wilt see the dragon fighting in the form of terrific animals. And at length they will take the form of dragons in the air. And last of all, after wearying

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themselves with fierce and furious fighting, they will fall in the form of two pigs upon the covering, and they will sink in, and the covering with them, and they will draw it down to the very bottom of the cauldron. And they will drink up the whole of the mead; and after that they will sleep.

Thereupon do thou immediately fold the covering around them, and bury them in a kistvaen, in the strongest place thou hast in thy dominions, and hide them in the earth. And as long as they shall bide in that strong place no plague shall come to the Island of Britain from elsewhere.

"The cause of the third plague," said he, "is a mighty man of magic, who take thy meat and thy drink and thy store. And he through illusions and charms causes every one to sleep. Therefore it is needful for thee in thy own person to watch thy food and thy provisions. And lest he should overcome thee with sleep, be there a cauldron of cold water by thy side, and when thou art oppressed with sleep, plunge into the cauldron."

Then Lludd returned back unto his land. And immediately he summoned to him the whole of his own race and of the Coranians. And as Llevelys had taught him, he bruised the insects in water, the which he cast over them all together, and forthwith it destroyed the whole tribe of the Coranians, without hurt to any of the Britons.

And some time after this, Lludd caused the Island to be measured in its length and in its breadth. And in Oxford he found the central point, and in that place he caused the earth to be dug, and in that pit a cauldron to be set, full of the best mead that could be made, and a covering of satin over the face of it.

And he himself watched that night. And while he was there, he beheld the dragons fighting. And when they were weary they fell, and came down upon the top of the satin, and drew it with them to the bottom of the cauldron. And when they had drunk the mead they slept. And in their sleep, Lludd folded the covering around them,

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and in the securest place he had in Snowdon, he hid them in a kistvaen. Now after that this spot was called Dinas Emreis, but before that, Dinas Ffaraon. And thus the fierce outcry ceased in his dominions.

Here is the Story of Llud and Llevelys.

[Mrs. Don-o]

Can't ... help.... Lovin' them ramps of mine!

It's something like my attachment for certain FReepers!

(Quick duck, hands shielding head.)