history
The bee boy
On 12 December 1775 Gilbert White, the naturalist of Selborne in Hampshire, wrote a letter to his friend Daines Barrington in which he recalled a remarkable character who had lived in the village ‘more than twenty years ago’. He doesn’t name the lad, and just refers to him as ‘an idiot boy’. What made him […]
How to make an icon
The three of us were talking, as we strolled along the front at Porthcawl the other day, about modern icons. J. had just been for a return visit to Newcastle-upon-Tyne, so the Angel of the North in Gateshead soon came up in the conversation. Antony Gormley’s great weathered steel figure is over twenty-five years old, […]
Cyffro yng Ngholfa, 1912
Pentref bach iawn yw Colfa (Colva), rhyw saith milltir i’r gogledd o Glaerwen (Clyro), cartref Francis Kilvert. Dim rhagor, a dweud y gwir, na hen eglwys, sy’n dyddio o’r drydedd ganrif ar ddeg, a ffermdy, oedd yn arfer bod yn dafarn o’r enw The Sun Inn yn nyddiau Kilvert (‘Mrs Phillips brought me a pint […]
Saving the gannets
The jaunty oil sketch may look charming, but it conceals an ugly story. It was painted by a well-known Cardiff artist, Thomas Henry Thomas, after a visit he and three friends from the Cardiff Naturalists’ Society made to Grassholm (Gwales) on 26 May 1890. They’d come to study the bird colonies, especially northern gannets and […]
Shakers
If you live in Swansea and you’re serious about paint, then Rabart in Gendros is the place for you. Llanelli may be Tinopolis, but Rabart is the metropolis of paint tins. It has thousands of them, stacked high with every type and colour of paint you might feel a desire for. You don’t need to […]
Fathers and sons
In time, they say, sons turn into their fathers. For a while I’ve been aware of this metamorphosis taking place in myself. The most obvious change is physiognomic. Nowadays my head and face seem, to me at least, remarkably close to how my dad looked in his later years, though in my younger days I […]
Aberystwyth yn 1863
Roedd oes newydd yn ddechrau gwawrio i dref Aberystwyth yn 1863. Ym mis Awst y flwyddyn ganlynol cyrhaeddodd y rheilffordd o’r Amwythig, ac agorwyd yr orsaf drenau. Bron ar unwaith daeth hi’n bosib i bobl deithio i’r dref yn hawdd, yn arbennig i hala eu gwyliau haf yn yr ardal. Yn 1864 dechreuodd Thomas Savin […]
A tiger in the castle
Powis Castle is quite a frightening place. A huge lump of sandstone glowering down on the Severn valley from its ridge, it was always intended to be intimidating, when it was first built by Gruffudd ap Gwenwynwyn, a Welsh ally of the Normans, and later on when it was controlled by the powerful Herbert family. […]
Y llyn a ddiflannodd
Rydyn ni’n hen gyfarwydd yng Nghymru â’r arfer o greu llynnoedd newydd. Cronfeydd dŵr yw’r rhan fwyaf ohonyn nhw, wrth gwrs. Mae eu henwau – Efyrnwy, Clywedog, Elan, Claerwen, Brianne, Tryweryn – yn niferus, ac yn atseinio’n alarus trwy’r degawdau, ynghyd â geiriau cysylltiedig: boddi cymoedd, symud cymunedau, codi argaeau concrit. Ond mae hanes arall […]
Swansea’s golden age of innovation
After five years of labour our baby was born last week. It weighed in at a whopping 1.88 kilograms and almost 600 pages. Its many parents are rightly proud of it. You’ll have guessed by now that it’s a big book. Entitled Swansea’s Royal Institution and Wales’s first museum, it will stand for many years […]