Episode 4. A Very Delayed Departure – Myvvi the Dead Being the wife of the town undertaker, I took my half of the associated duties seriously to ensure that the demands for a quality send-off were well balanced against the value of the life insurance payout. This article is for Members only
Flitters I was taken aback by Mum’s lack of surprise. The family had gone and we never saw or heard of them again. Of course, I heard the grown-ups talk. Murmurs of debts and gambling. This article is for Paid-members only
Llanefa Triangle - 3 At 12.30 on the dot, Bara emerged from the shed he was working in and stood in confusion in the yard. This article is for Members only
The Llanefa Triangle - 2 A few miles away from Bara’s home, life had taken a downward turn for Meirion Jones. This article is for Members only
The Llanefa Triangle -1 A newspaper cutting sticks out of a sheaf of papers. Tegwyn pulls it out. It is the front and back cover of the Llanefa Guardian. His photograph appears on the sports section of the back page under the headline ‘Tegwyn Wins National Police Championships’.
Falafels, some frogs and a ferret Through stories and reminiscences, Simone Mansell Broome tells us – with humour, empathy and a light touch - about the people she encounters and the trials she overcomes.
Icon Rapture 10 “Did you know, Sergei,” said FSB Major-General Anatole Sweridenko,” what they found when they did an autopsy on the exhumed body of Vladimir Illich Lenin, ten years after his death?” This article is for Members only
Icon Rapture - 9 “Took your time, didn't you?” said Eleazar ben Ja'ir who was squatting on the ledge beside the water and using a flint to send sparks into a torch of reeds and pitch. This article is for Members only
Icon Rapture - 8 Carrion birds do not compile the many names of Yahweh. This article is for Members only
Icon Rapture - 7 He wants to see the Veronica? Tell him he will have to wait until the end of the next century, like everyone else... This article is for Members only
When Scottish Eyes Are Smiling ‘It’s a braw bricht nicht the nicht,’ we all agreed as we left the Four Elms in Cardiff to return to our highland crofts after watching the day’s rugby. This article is for Members only
