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 thatContinue reading “Static in North Wales – Friday”

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 justContinue reading “Savvy North Wales – Static Sunday”

Savvy North Wales – Static Saturday

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)! Saturday in Rhyl? Yo Dudes! We’ve managed to rig up some sort of rudimentary generator, powered by the car, and now, at last, we once again have contact withContinue reading “Savvy North Wales – Static Saturday”

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 bagsContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Towyn”

Savvy Poem – Towyn Trailer

  Towing my brain into Towyn, aiming for something static to keep my thoughts from lagging behind my actions, from drifting off and taking on a form of their own   or, worse, from sprinting on ahead of my slowing feet, I take the long road, slicing a cuboid city into two identical halves, myContinue reading “Savvy Poem – Towyn Trailer”