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My article A Cupboard Full of Skeletons was awarded the above prize
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New poem just published
Brink of the Abyss
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TALES FROM THE WELSH VALLEYS – Blodwyn
Blodwyn lives at the far end of a sleepy valley. She’s got no family, save for an old uncle who went off to be missionary in China.
When he retired the uncle came back to the UK and brought Blodwyn a pet panda as a gift. But the Welsh climate didn’t agree with the animal and its hair started falling out by the bucket load.
Blodwyn was beside herself with worry. There’s no vet in the valley so she went to the doctor for some advice.
‘Well Blodwyn,’ said the drunken old quack when she entered the surgery, ‘what can I do for you?’
‘It’s me panda,’ she told him, ‘all the hair’s falling out. It’s full of bald bits.’
‘We’ll soon sort that,’ says the doc, going over to his cabinet and coming back with a sample-jar. ‘Rub this ointment on the bald spots twice a day ... and don’t ride your bike for a fortnight.’
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The concluding chapters of The Under-manager have just been posted.
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Dai sits on a hillside, looking out over the Bristol Channel.
Along comes his butty, Owen.
‘Hi, Dai,’ says Owen. ‘You look pissed-off.’
‘Well …’ says Dai. ‘See those boats, down in the harbour there?’
‘Yes, Dai,’ says Owen.
‘Well, who built those boats?’ asks Dai.
‘You did,’ says Owen.’
‘Do they call me, Dai the boat-builder?’ asks Dai.
‘No, Dai,’ says Owen.
‘See those houses, down there?’ says Dai. ‘Who built those houses?’
‘You did,’ says Owen.
‘Do they call me, Dai the house-builder?’ asks Dai.
‘No, Dai,’ says Owen.
‘See those fields on the hillside?’ says Dai.
‘Yes, Dai,’ says Owen.
‘Who ploughed those fields?’ asks Dai.
‘You did,’ says Owen.
‘Do they call me, Dai the ploughman?’ asks Dai.
‘No, Dai,’ says Owen.
‘But one bloody sheep …’ says Dai.
Chapter 20 and an omnibus of chapters 16 – 20 have just been posted.
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