“It all started when I needed a nice tablecloth!” In December 2018 Anne and Damian Ward of Llangammarch Wells had family over for a one off Christmas visit from Australia and South Africa. When looking for a ‘nice tablecloth’ in […]
Ynys Llanddwyn is a small tidal island off the west coast of Anglesey (Welsh: Ynys Môn), northwest Wales. The nearest town is Newborough. Bus Number 42 stopped not far off from Wiwer Goch Café on Pendref St. The Red Squirrel […]
Very briefly, a very long time ago, Welshpool (then called Poole) was the capital of South Powys / Powys Gwenwynwyn. Powys Fadog was North Powys. The royal site at Mathrafal under Prince Gwenwynwyn ab Owain (Mathrafal was once the capital […]
The image of the “chocolate box village” has become ingrained in our culture’s subconsciousness as the ultimate embodiment of community, heritage, and beauty (both architectural and natural). The honey-hued stone cottages of the Cotswolds, the thatched and white-washed tapestry of […]
It was all Hitler’s fault really. He invaded Poland in September 1939, the month of my conception. (Bet Hitler did not expect that!) A few months later, after my birth, my Dad packed Mum, Marylyn and Christine, my two sisters, […]
Swoosh. He would have counted himself lucky he was executed by the axe and not that torturous, laboured execution that awaited some traitors, the hanging, drawing and quartering Henry VIII sometimes reserved for those he’d taken a dislike to. On […]
“You never know quite where you’re halfway to,” asserts my companion as we drive past the Ebenezer Apostolic Church at ‘Halfway’. The village name sign corroborates this, and the curved B4302 road from Llandeilo amplifies it by persistently preventing my […]
I arrived in Tywyn by bus. Lloyds Bus Route #30 from Dolgellau on the A473. I had newly acquired friends to visit and I was being drawn by The Talyllyn Railway – Rheilffordd Talyllyn. From Tywyn came the inspiration of […]
At first, I didn’t like it. The Lower School was a tall, forbidding stone building on Meyrick St. in Pembroke Dock. The playground, too, had high prisonlike walls surrounding us and a covered area where we could huddle together in […]
They’ve closed the bridge! By ‘they’ I mean, of course, the local council, and by ‘the bridge’, I don’t mean a bridge, or any bridge; I mean the bridge. It still surprises me how so many people, myself included, can […]
Rugby writer Huw S Thomas reports on the 15 Welsh sportsmen to have had statues erected in their memory Statues are in the news – and for the wrong reason. Sadly there is more discussion on their destruction rather than […]
Stepping off the bus, I watch the couple and their dog go along the Welsh Coastal Path. I can see that the dog has been here before. He whimpered excitedly as the bus rolled down the quiet road, long before […]
