Brickbats and bouquets

Brickbats and bouquets

The life of a would-be writer is full of ups and downs. More downs than ups, to be honest; more disappointments than successes. But I am restored, re-affirmed and renewed by every positive response. A couple of days ago, a very good friend from over the bridge shared...
Poemathon in Penboyr

Poemathon in Penboyr

Refrains for the Ukraine. On Friday 10th February, from 6p.m., I’ll be holding a fundraising poetry event in the roundhouse at the home and premises of Veganishmum in Penboyr, nr. Drefach-Felindre, Carmarthenshire. Jayne Holland, (Veganishmum), is running a...
Applause and appeal

Applause and appeal

This isn’t directly about my writing. Many of us are overwhelmed in the face of huge global problems. It’s easier to despair than to do something. There are some folk who just get in there, start somewhere and try to make a bad situation better. Two of these folk are...

Checking up on dad

You needed to see it for yourselves – the last timewasn’t so bad, after all. You’d taken him outto eat. He’d had some, spilled his half of shandy,seemed pleased at news of next year’s wedding. When you drove him back, he’d not asked you in.You could live...

Diagnosis

Three or four bottles into the evening,post-theatre supper with old friends,the kind you don’t meet up with oftenbut, when you do, it’s like you saw themyesterday: and you’ve done politics, the kids, the state of the planet, hadsome hilarity, some banter after all...