The United Kingdom of Britannia
|Above: the red and white dragons; mythological symbols of the Welsh and English respectively.|
No doubt Scotland and Northern Ireland are soon to leave the United Kingdom. Brexit, it seems, will rend us apart. The UK's borders will be redrawn to those of the old Kingdom of England - that is, England and Wales. Welsh separation may very well follow, but in the chance that that is not so, and some semblance of pan-British nationalism is maintained between the English and the Welsh, I wonder what manifestation this new, depleted United Kingdom will take.
While in the run-up to the last Scottish separatist referendum the College of Arms suggested that the Union Jack would not have to be redesigned in the case of Scottish departure, I don't really think it's realistic to expect the Welsh to continue waving a flag that represents countries that have completely left the Union, while excluding Wales. The flag of the new UK would probably be some ugly combination of the flags of St David and St George, or perhaps a flag of St George with a little Welsh dragon in the centre.
As for the name - while "Kingdom of England" did for a less democratic time, the Welsh wouldn't stand for it nowadays. I wouldn't recommend the United Kingdom of England and Wales either - that would only serve to nurture separate English and Welsh nationalisms. My own suggestion is to revive the name of Roman Britain, a territory which encompassed the approximate modern boundaries of England and Wales - Britannia. That way we could continue to identify as Britons and nurture the shared Arthurian, Brythonic heritage of our two countries.
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