On market day in the ancient town of Newcastle Emlyn where, legend has it, the last Welsh dragon was slain, the place was bustling with farmers buying and selling cattle.
Viv Edwards, in a shirt bearing the slogan “No farmers, no food”, the rallying cry of farmers who descended in their thousands on Cardiff to protest against the Welsh Labour government’s agricultural policies earlier this year, had just bought a young bull at auction and had a satisfied look on his face. It vanished as soon as politics was brought up. “I’m Tory,” he said. “But who to vote for now? That’s the question. A bloody good question. I don’t trust any of them.”
