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I now have my mother’s ashes in a neat little box on my bookshelf, between...
Amy and I set off to Mitchel Troy, just south of Monmouth, to look for...
When Seth first saw Ethan, a morning just before last Christmas, he put his hands...
(or How the Old Poet Got to Penrhys – part 2) The route over Mynydd...
… or ‘the politics of The Royal Bed’ – this being the title of Sion...
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