Uncategorized Wales

State of my nation

It’s been so long since I’ve blogged that I have almost forgotten how. Since 2013 – my last missive – WordPress has changed, too. So much more control over one’s posts, ergo more scope for frittering with different font sizes, drop caps, etc. W00T!

I’ve moved; from Sussex to Wales, though I’m still not sure if migrating from a flat near the sea-front to a cottage in the middle of nowhere was a sensible decision. It seemed so at the time, but then hindsight is such a marvelous toy.

Here’s a song about it: ‘The Wilds of Wales‘ and an interesting fact: WordPress now seems to demand dosh to let you post audio or video. Since I’m presently brassic there is no neat and nifty embedded audio player for you to click on. Instead, the link takes you to a page on Bandcamp. It’s free to hear and download, so do your worst. In fact the whole album ‘48 Hour Album Volume 3‘ is worth a listen. It was a project run by The Bard of Worthing. 48 hours to write, record, and upload a song. Since I’ve never lived in Worthing (though it is in Sussex), maybe it was a bit cheeky to take part. But in the days of lock-down there’s not a lot else to do and he seemed happy.

Hey ho.


a daft place to park

a very daft place to park

The picture above

Yonks ago—when I was knee high to a grasshopper—I worked on a film shoot for Vauxhall Motors, in Wales. It was a lot of fun, but what I primarily remember was the grip (a chap in charge of moving the camera and of camera dollies and track) parking his van too close to the sea in an area where the tide came in faster than you could run.

Somewhere, I have a series of photographs starting with his van parked on dry beach and ending with the grip swimming out and attaching a buoy to his submerged van’s wing-mirror.

Laugh? We nearly paid our license fees. And the van? The van was swept several miles down the estuary out to sea, and ended up on a sandbank. The grip got a new one on his insurance.

Needless to say we all got a bollocking from the local coastguard for stupidity.