October smells

The cafĂ© was rammed. Young mothers in leggings, babies is hoodies, elderly gentleman in anoraks and me. I sat next to the log burner. The flames swirling behind the door. I sat with my back to the heat. It was comforting. Two women asked if they could share the table. They sat opposite me. This … Read more

Chit Chat

In 1993 I was 44, the old git was 50 and the dawter was 6. The 90’s a time of touring, time out and childrens’ birthday parties The word on the street was that Kelly the Clown was the childrens’ entertainer of choice. We booked her. Ghyll Road, at the top of the town, had … Read more

Bad Company

Last Saturday I hobbled up the path to St.Mary’s Church in Glyned. Six stunning stained glass windows, old pews full of young people and their children, and a bride and groom dressed in white. I’ve known them since they were kids. I balanced on me walking stick as the hip vicar juggled their rings and … Read more