Borders and signs

 

Sir, – A couple of years ago my cousin and his teenage daughter were travelling by car from their home in Leeds through Wales and on to their ancestral home in Meath. Fascinated at the dual language on the road signs, she protested: “Dad, that’s so unfair. How come we don’t have our own language?” The grass is always greener. – Yours, etc,

PHILO HASSETT,

Dublin 18.