Standing here in Carmarthen's Guildhall Square, I can barely see the ramp that has been erected for the inbound procession, because of the horde of people surrounding me. It's snowing, but a wintry ...

Back in the 1980s, if you were Somebody in the City, you probably drove a Porsche. But if you were an up-and-coming hotshot who’d made some lucky bets on gold futures, you’d splash the cash on a ...