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C. and I leave Parrog and climb, thankfully to a lower cliff height than yesterday. To our left, the dark outline of Carn Ingli, to our left a succession of jagged sea rocks, one in the curious shape of a…
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Wales Coast Path, day 46: Parrog from St Dogmaels
We start at Poppit Sands, beyond St Dogmaels at the mouth of the Teifi estuary: two men just on the wrong side of middle age, with sensible boots and full rucksacks. A blustery wind blows, clouds rush in from the…
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Llyfrgellwyr: dal yma
Dyw hi ddim yn hawdd ar hyn o bryd i bobl sy’n gweithio yn y rhannau hynny o’r sector cyhoeddus sy ddim yn ‘wasanaethau hanfodol’. Er bod dyletswydd statudol ar awdurdodau cyhoeddus i ddarparu gwasanaeth llyfrgell ‘cynhwysfawr ac effeithlon’ i’w…
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Arthur Blayney’s farewell to Gregynog, 1795
As I survey my estate And my blood’s come To nought In this parchment dry body And as I consider my kin’s line Scrolling back unbroken To Brochwel Ysgythrog Prince of Powys And down the lane As I plan my…
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Ron Lawrence
In Oriel y Bont, Pontypridd there’s a remarkable retrospective of the paintings, sculptures and photographs (and guitars!) of the Pontypridd artist Ron Lawrence. Ron has lived in the town all his life and this year celebrates 60 years of continuous…
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Jim Crace’s ‘Harvest’
A new novel by Jim Crace is always an event, for readers who appreciate his idiosyncratic choice of themes and styles. Harvest (2013) lives up to this reader’s expectations. As always, Crace rapidly establishes his new world – this time,…