Right....off to the seafront

morning_glory wrote:

Kit wrote:

morning_glory wrote:beautiful.

Yeah , buts its like Dylan Thomas said "graveyard of a mans ambition"

Its Nature at her finest.

I think that was his point, fantastic place to live , but a dead end if one wants to do something.

must be true for countless places in Devon and Cornwall as well.

Mad Tony wrote:Here's our hut.

And you can get that in a Transit?

Bert wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:Here's our hut.

And you can get that in a Transit?

bitofatwat wrote:

Kit wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:

Kit wrote:That looks nice tony

I always take the piss out of my mother

"are we going for a sit down in the shed" lol

My wife calls ours 'The Shed' too!

It is nice though, I can see why they (and you) like it.

get the chairs out, get the kettle on, and watch the world go by

Young'uns wont understand that kit...but its very nice to do it occasionaly

I miss going on the beach with the family, tea out of a flask, sandwiches and sand.My mother shouting at the kids not to go too far out into the sea. trying to help the kids get their wet smimwear off, then wrapping em up in a big towel while they eat their sandwiches.theres nothing better than being having your family around you.

I'm lucky MG.....live just a mile from the beach. Now we have the hut I'm there all summer long.
I have 13 grandchildren and we'll be seeing a lot of them this year now!

Kit wrote:

morning_glory wrote:

Kit wrote:

morning_glory wrote:beautiful.

Yeah , buts its like Dylan Thomas said "graveyard of a mans ambition"

Its Nature at her finest.

I think that was his point, fantastic place to live , but a dead end if one wants to do something.

must be true for countless places in Devon and Cornwall as well.

he was a great writer, but ironically, he died to young of his own doing.

Under Milk Wood was a wonderful piece.
I have it on cassette tape and VHS video!

Mad Tony wrote:I'm lucky MJ.....live just a mile from the beach. Now we have the hut I'm there all summer long.
I have 13 grandchildren and we'll be seeing a lot of them this year now!

my parents wont go anymore,nor will my sister and husband.my youngest is 15 and doesnt like getting wet.my grandsons 5 and we only see him on the whim of his mother.so its not the same now.

theres nothing better than being having your family around you.

There is nothing wrong with my mum and dad, they have been great people.

But I would say , there is nothing better than moving away and being totally independent.

"New" was what it was all about for me, big city , out of "small Wales"

never regretted it for a second.

morning_glory wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:I'm lucky MJ.....live just a mile from the beach. Now we have the hut I'm there all summer long.
I have 13 grandchildren and we'll be seeing a lot of them this year now!

my parents wont go anymore,nor will my sister and husband.my youngest is 15 and doesnt like getting wet.my grandsons 5 and we only see him on the whim of his mother.so its not the same now.

Mad Tony wrote:Under Milk Wood was a wonderful piece.
I have it on cassette tape and VHS video!

I loved the names. capatain cat and polly garter.

Mad Tony wrote:Under Milk Wood was a wonderful piece.
I have it on cassette tape and VHS video!

the only bit, for me, was Richard burton who i love, hate dylan Thomas with a passion.

morning_glory wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:Under Milk Wood was a wonderful piece.
I have it on cassette tape and VHS video!

I loved the names. capatain cat and polly garter.

Captain Cat - The old blind sea captain who dreams of his deceased sea fellows, and the benefits that they miss now no longer alive. He is one of the play's most important characters, as he often acts as a narrator. The audience have a special affinity with him as they too are blind (Under Milk Wood is a radio play).
Myfanwy Price - The dressmaker and sweet shop keeper who dreams of Mog Edwards, a draper, and marriage.
Mr. Mog Edwards - The Draper that is loved by Myfanwy Price and who loves her back. Their romance, however, is restricted strictly to the letters they write one another.
Jack Black - The cobbler, who dreams of frightening the young couples.
Evans the Death - The undertaker, who dreams of youth.
Mr. Waldo - Rabbitcatcher, barber, herbalist, catdoctor, quack, dreams of his mother, her regret and his many unhappy, failed marriages due to his alcoholism and trouble making.
Mrs. Ogmore-Pritchard - The owner of a guest house, who must have everything clean and dreams of her late husbands. She refuses to let anyone stay at the guest house, in case they make it dirty, and it is implied that she can only tolerate her husbands as dreams, because when alive they made her house unclean.
Mr. Ogmore - Deceased, Linoleum salesman, late of Mrs. Ogmore-Pritchard.
Mr. Pritchard - Deceased, failed bookmaker, late of Mrs. Ogmore-Pritchard, committed suicide, by 'ironically swallowing disinfectant'.
Gossamer Beynon - The schoolteacher (daughter of Butcher Beynon), dreams of a fox-like illicit love.
Organ Morgan - The church organ player, has perturbed dreams of music and orchestras within the village. Cries out 'Help' in his sleep.
Mr & Mrs Floyd - The cocklers, an elderly couple, seemingly the only couple to sleep peacefully in the village. They do not appear in the play, apart from when asleeo.
Utah Watkins - The farmer, dreams of counting sheep that are smiling, bleating and knitting, just like his wife.
Ocky Milkman - The milkman, dreams of pouring his milk into a river, 'regardless of expense'.
Mr. Cherry Owen - Dreams of drinking, and yet, is unable to as the tankard turns into a fish, which he drinks.
Mrs. Cherry Owen - Looks after and loves her husband well, and they both laugh delightedly when they discuss Mr. Cherry Owen's drunken antics. She sees herself as having two husbands, one drunk and one sober 'and I love them both.
Police Constable Attila Rees - The policeman, relieves himself into his helmet at night, knowing somehow he will regret this in the morning.
Mr. Willy Nilly - The postman, dreams of delivering the post in his sleep, and physically knocks upon his wife as if knocking upon a door. In the morning they open the post together and read the town's news, so he can relay it around the village.
Mrs. Willy Nilly - who, because of her husband's knocking upon her, dreams of being spanked by her teacher for being late for school.
Sinbad Sailors - The barman, dreams of Gossamer Beynon.
Mae Rose Cottage - Dreams of meeting the right man by being a rebel.
Bessie Bighead - Hired help, dreams of the one man that kissed her.
Mrs. Butcher Beynon - Butcher Beynon's wife, dreams of her husband being 'persecuted' for selling 'owl's meat, dogs' eyes, manchop.'
Butcher Beynon - The butcher, dreams of riding pigs and shooting wild giblets. During the day he enjoys teasing
Rev. Eli Jenkins - The Reverend, poet and preacher, dreams of Eisteddfodau.
Mr. Pugh - School master, dreams of poisoning his wife.
Mrs. Organ Morgan - Grocer, dreams of silence.
Mary Ann Sailors - Dreams of the Garden of Eden.
Dai Bread - The bigamist baker, dreams of 'Turkish girls. Horizontal'.
Polly Garter - Dreams of babies.
Nogood Boyo - Dreams peevishly of 'nothing', though he later fantasises about Mrs. Dai Bread Two in a wet corset.
Lord Cut Glass - Dreams of clocks.
Lily Smalls - Maid of the Beynons', dreams of love and a fantasy life.

Kit wrote:

theres nothing better than being having your family around you.

There is nothing wrong with my mum and dad, they have been great people.

But I would say , there is nothing better than moving away and being totally independent.

"New" was what it was all about for me, big city , out of "small Wales"

never regretted it for a second.

Youre probably right.my mother was a bit suffocating, i suppose she loved us too much.she had a hard childhood parents were drinkers her dad was a miner and spent a lot of his wage in the pub.she nearly died of diptheria as a child, then she was traumatised by the blitz.her best friend who lived nearby was blown up .fuckin hell, my poor mam.

Kit wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:Under Milk Wood was a wonderful piece.
I have it on cassette tape and VHS video!

the only bit, for me, was Richard burton who i love, hate dylan Thomas with a passion.

Richard was wonderful...why the hatred of Dylan Thomas?

Talentless imo , hate him passionately

Kit wrote:Talentless imo , hate him passionately

How could a talentless man write 'Under Milk Wood'??

Mad Tony wrote:

Kit wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:Under Milk Wood was a wonderful piece.
I have it on cassette tape and VHS video!

the only bit, for me, was Richard burton who i love, hate dylan Thomas with a passion.

Richard was wonderful...why the hatred of Dylan Thomas?

vile , hideous cunt. i just never "got" him , turnpike.

Kit wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:

Kit wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:Under Milk Wood was a wonderful piece.
I have it on cassette tape and VHS video!

the only bit, for me, was Richard burton who i love, hate dylan Thomas with a passion.

Richard was wonderful...why the hatred of Dylan Thomas?

vile , hideous cunt. i just never "got" him , turnpike.

He'd have drunk you under the table boyo!!

Mad Tony wrote:

Kit wrote:Talentless imo , hate him passionately

How could a talentless man write 'Under Milk Wood'??

I hate under milk wood.

horrible, fuck Thmoas, I am glad he died young and did not force his "welsh-o-centic" crap on us any more

Mad Tony wrote:

Kit wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:

Kit wrote:

Mad Tony wrote:Under Milk Wood was a wonderful piece.
I have it on cassette tape and VHS video!

the only bit, for me, was Richard burton who i love, hate dylan Thomas with a passion.

Richard was wonderful...why the hatred of Dylan Thomas?

vile , hideous cunt. i just never "got" him , turnpike.

He'd have drunk you under the table boyo!!

total light weight tony, he was on prescription drugs. a fat horrible little cunt who was a 4 pint merchant.

all Dylan Thmoas done his whole life was bum of people , he hated wales , but made a living about the welsh

I would happily piss on his grave, fat ginger diabetic cunt, with a smiter of talent.

My Grand mother , incidentally , and I forgotten about this, went out on a date with him (they both lived in mumbles) and even she said he was "an odd type, didnt want to see him again" and thank fuck for that Gwyneth.