Catching up on what's happened over the last week or two. Mike Ruddock has gone to coach Worcester in the Guinness Premiership. I support Worcester - nearest top club to my home, friends live there, daughter Sally fell in love with both Greame Hick and Alan Border - and Owain Glyndwr.
Not everyone knows this, but in 1405, Glyndwr's army stormed and looted Worcester and set up camp ten miles from the town on Woodbury Hill, waiting for Henry iv to launch an attack. Nothing happened. Henry just poured himself another gin and tonic and left Owain sitting on the hill, waiting, waiting. If Glyndwr had gone for it, London was there for the taking. But he just sat there, got bored and hungry and then went home to Wales. With courage and leadership in 1405, by today we could have had the English begging for us to give them a better deal under the Barnett Formula.
Which brings me to Ieuan Wyn Jones, who may be complimented by comparison with our greatest historical figure - even though I've claimed him as a Tory (in international policy terms anyway). Ieuan has the chance to claim the glorious mantle of First Minister - but has he got the b***s. Or at least are they big enough to ring his pals Mike German and Nick Bourne to prepare a strategy to create a coalition government. Or will he prop up Rhodri Morgan's 32% Labour vote - either in formal coalition or as compliant Leader of the Opposition (a la Dafydd El). Go on Ieuan. Surprise us. Cast off the wobbly sobriquet. Stand up tall (well, as tall as you can) and take your place in history. I am behind you.