This weekend was the Aberaeron Carnival – my favourite event of the year and one of the times I will let myself get swallowed up in a crowd like that. However nice this weekend was, it was marred for me (and many others) by racism. Blackface So, for the carnival, …
From The Edge Of Nowhere (and back again) is a collection of poetry about Wales, England and travelling between the two – something I’ve done a lot of over the years. It’s my third poetry collection – you can find out about the first two here. It’s available in ebook …
Six Hours. Six Themes. Six Photos. Saturday was the sixth FfotoAber festival, and this year I decided to go along and take part in the photomarathon with my wife and baby in tow. I would not have done it without her though, we had a lot of fun wandering about …
Find and buy postcards and prints in my store.
Remains It’s all embers now, all ash and breath and nothing else left. I mourn for memories I haven’t even lost as I fall to sleep in the growing grass little shoots making themselves known in the dirt and ruin at our feet, soon covered over and washed away waves …
So bethend turned thirty this weekend and like everything, took it with more grace than my sister took turning thirty last year. She turned thirty and that was it. No big drama, no doom or gloom, just her birthday and a few mentions of it being a big one. The …
So the local paper for my area is called The Cambrian News. When I was a kid it was a broadsheet size thin thing with some local interest stories and a lot of horses that I needed to spread out on the floor to read. It came out once a …
