Static in North Wales – Friday

Jay Cool’s Hubby shares his impressions of Wales, in a series of daily letters to his work colleagues (now, with permission granted, shared with the world)! Friday – In bed I feel dead. You know that thing where amputees can still feel pain in phantom limbs, well that’s me. Bits of me are hurting that…

Static in North Wales – Thursday

Jay Cool’s Hubby shares his impressions of Wales, in a series of daily letters to his work colleagues (now, with permission granted, shared with the world)! Thursday – Snowdon This is what it’s all about – Man against the elements. On a clear day you can see a The Isle of Man. Sadly, today is…

Savvy North Wales – Static Wednesday

Jay Cool’s Hubby shares his impressions of Wales, in a series of daily letters to his work colleagues (now, with permission granted, shared with the world)! Wednesday – Towyn Funfair Buoyed up by the fact we’d survived this far, we decided to risk going to Towyn funfair this evening. We attempted to walk to it…

Savvy North Wales – Static Tuesday

Jay Cool’s Hubby shares his impressions of Wales, in a series of daily letters to his work colleagues (now, with permission granted, shared with the world)! Tuesday – Rhyl Seaquarium Does what it says on the tin. It’s an aquarium which contains sea creatures. Highlights – Parent replying to kid that these fish didn’t have…

Savvy North Wales – Static Monday

Jay Cool’s Hubby shares his impressions of Wales, in a series of daily letters to his work colleagues (now, with permission granted, shared with the world)! Monday –Conway   Hi All, Just a heads up for anyone planning a visit to North Wales this summer. Conway is a beautiful walled medieval town, with a picturesque…

Savvy North Wales – Static Sunday

Jay Cool’s Hubby shares his impressions of North Wales, in a series of daily letters to his work colleagues (now, with permission granted, shared with the world)! Sunday in Towyn When the kids got up this morning (I use the term loosely) I feared they must have become infected, but then I remembered, that’s just…

Savvy Poem – Snowdon’s Foot

  Vertical. Vertical does not go with vertical. Turning back, I stick to ground level. My right foot being crook, I remain at one with the foot of Snowdon.   Pressure. Pressure is a cure for the pain. I apply it, settling myself down upon the arch of Snowdon’s foot, hoping to stunt the flow…

Savvy Poem – Nothing Illegal

  ‘Nothing illegal here, mate!’ he declares, as he passes a clear-plastic sandwich bag over to a consort. The bag, of course, containing a quantity of white powder, on full view for all passers by. The lad, of course, containing a head stuffed full with similar bags of white powder, where once sat a brain,…

Savvy Poem – Towyn

Block upon block of blocks Blocking the view of the blocks that front up to the sea that was the sea before it became the block that stopped the girls of this town from drifting away from the block-headed boys they did not choose to be blocked in by – the boys with the bags…

Savvy Poem – Rhyl

Grandness barred cut off from rewards and renovations.   Syringes injecting into the sandy grasslands the remnants of young lives attempted.   Young eyes ringed in dark shadows, seek change, asking – not hoping – for a chance.   Cashing themselves in for a second stab of the wire cutters, even as the maintenance guys…