country has never been the home to one particular race or for
that matter any one particular language, for over the past thousand
years many races have entered this land. In doing so they brought
many languages with them, some have died out but others have returned
and are being spoken again.
As is the case with the timeless rocks of my nation's mountains,
so there is a difference in the people of my country. The culturally
granite hard man in the mountains of the north, has a more slow
but tuneful brogue than the highly industrialised man of
the south. the birthright of both However, shall for ever remain
the same, that of being able to call themselves Cymraeg.
Many races of people have called this land home, but it was the
Brython who was attempting to defend it when the Roman arrived.
The land that the four tribes of
the race occupied can still be defined today for they are the
four diocese regions of Bangor and St. Asaph in the north, with
St. Davids in the west and Llandaff in the south. ( In the 1920's
there was a slight change to the diocese of St. Davids, land was
taken from it to create the diocese of Swansea and Brecon.
to the Roman, that sun kissed soldier that came from the shores
of the Mediterranean sea. It was he who doggedly advanced west
in the early part of the last millennium. He brought with him
to this land the knowledge of how to build towns, roads and forts.
He also brought the knowledge of farming, and as he subdued, so
he taught. Despite the obvious benefits he introduced to Wales
and indeed England too, it was after his withdrawal and the arrival
of the Norman William The Conqueror in England in 1066 that the
real battle for my country began.
his victory against Harold king of England at Senlac ridge near
Hastings in south east England in 1066, William overran England
with relative ease. His Lords, in payment for their services during
the campaign, were allowed to build mighty castles down the length
of the English/Welsh border. Having done so, they then began to
look longingly west and began wondering as to the riches and glory
that lay beyond in Wales
It was only when the Norman castles had appeared on the skyline,
did the Welsh princes stop fighting among themselves and started
to defend this Nation of mine; but by then it was already to late.
For when those lords began to advance westward, albeit slowly
at first, so began nearly four hundred years of a bitter and bloody
struggle for this land of mine. Those bloody years finally ended,
not with victory and a nation free to plot
its own destiny through time but, with the loss of its crown and
having to submit to the will of another.