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(or How the Old Poet Got to Penrhys – part 2) The route over Mynydd...
As I expected, there was very little to see on the site of the Warren...
When Seth first saw Ethan, a morning just before last Christmas, he put his hands...
I now have my mother’s ashes in a neat little box on my bookshelf, between...
Why are we so mucky in south Wales? As Steve and I work our way...
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