There is a lot of talk these days about pharmacies (what most people call the chemist shop) being more involved in the overall aspect of health, including giving advice and even becoming a first step when you feel unwell. This doesn’t mean the local chemist can give you a full medical examination and then prescribeContinue reading “Time to stop passing the buck as the NHS slowly sinks”
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I’ve seen them at their best and at their worst but I still love Wales XV
It’s quarter to five, it’s Saturday, 3 February 2024, and I have just watched the kick-off in the third Six Nations championship of the weekend as my beloved Wales host my second favourite XV, Scotland. I have supported Wales as far back as I can remember and often sat with my father in our loungeContinue reading “I’ve seen them at their best and at their worst but I still love Wales XV”
Hello, fancy meeting you here after all this time!
On my path through life I have met many people – at school, at work and in my leisure time. Some have entered my life and after a few years exited it again. Some school friendships ended when I left school (although there were a few which lasted longer – my dear departed friend RogerContinue reading “Hello, fancy meeting you here after all this time!”
Remember the swinging 60s? I do – I was there
It has been said: “If you remember the 60s then you weren’t there.” Those of us who grew up in that swinging decade are looked on as survivors of a period when speed and weed and even acid flooded the clubs and the streets not just in London but out in the sticks as well.Continue reading “Remember the swinging 60s? I do – I was there”
Death comes too close for comfort
Dealing with death becomes a part of life for many journalists, especially those working on regional dailies or weeklies when the people involved are part of their community. Whether it is a case of natural death, by old age or a long-term illness, or sudden death by accident or design (a house fire or fallContinue reading “Death comes too close for comfort”
Step into the past
I went for a walk yesterday. Something I have not done since the lockdown began. In fact I went for two walks. In both I walked the streets of Rhyl. The difference being that one walk was in the Rhyl locked away in my mind to be taken out and revisited whenever I wanted. TheContinue reading “Step into the past”
Hostile takeover
I was doing quite well with my sources of income as the summer went on. I had my paper round, which I had got down to a fine art, and the casing was bringing in money. All was fine and dandy. Holidaymakers always arrived on a Saturday morning and by 1pm business slackened off whichContinue reading “Hostile takeover”
Earning my pocket money
The Beatles came into my father’s shop once, or at least one or two of them did. They had done a gig the previous night and had brought in a film to be developed and printed. The point is that at that stage my father wouldn’t have known one of them from another so toContinue reading “Earning my pocket money”
Family history bonus
Although our family only moved to Rhyl in 1955 both my father and mother had history in the town. In fact it was in Rhyl they met for the first time. My mother, a Liverpool Welsh girl, would visit Rhyl with her parents, Harry and Celia Lloyd, and other family members in the 1930s. MeanwhileContinue reading “Family history bonus”
Robin's Nest 