Split down the middle

The classic British sitcom “Steptoe and Son” depicted rag ’n’ bone man Harold Steptoe’s  (Harry H Corbett ) aspirations of bettering himself constantly being trampled on by his selfish old Dad, Albert (Wilfred Brambell).

Galton and Simpson wrote 57 cracking shows, but one particular 1972 episode is a fan favourite…

In “Divided We Stand”, Harold’s ambition to re-decorate their house with wallpaper “Like they have in Blenheim Palace” is thwarted by Albert, content with their ancient, anaglypta walls.

Having suffered his Dad’s stubbornness for years, Harold builds a partition right down the middle of every room in the house and re-decorates ‘his’ side, much to Albert’s annoyance.

Boundary Lane in Saltney, Flintshire, is similarly split down the middle like the Steptoe’s residence in Oil Drum Lane.

One side of the lane in Flintshire is in Wales and the other side is in England!

Whoever created boundaries back in the day must have had a weird sense of humour.

Up until now it’s not been a problem, but… because the Welsh Parliament has taken a different approach to the lockdown to the English Parliament, it’s led to the frustrating situation where residents on the English side of Boundary Lane currently have more freedom than their neighbours on the Welsh side, just a matter of yards away!

People on the English side can sunbathe, travel to other destinations and play sport with people from the same household.

They can also pop over to Wales and shop in their local Morrisons. I’m obliged to say, other supermarkets are available – though I’m not sure they are in Saltney.

Residents on Boundary Lane’s Welsh side aren’t allowed to leave Wales to exercise and have been storing their rubbish for weeks because their nearest Welsh recycling centre isn’t open.

Those living across the road are having theirs taken away regularly because the nearest English recycling centre has never closed.

When deciding to take a different approach to the English Parliament, you’d think the Cardiff Bay geniuses might have considered that, with so many towns and villages situated along our 160-mile border, a ridiculous situation like this might arise.

Or am I asking too much?