"Croeso i ddyfnderoedd fy isymwybod: Welcome to the depths of my subconscious. Shark Fishing in Wales is one man's odyssey to understand the land of his birth through anecdote, observation and reminiscence! By learning about his country, perhaps he can learn more about himself. A process of individuation which Carl Jung suggests we should all go through. Less assuming one nationhood and more working towards one nationhood before we become Independent." Daf Williams
Cymru/Wales: Bipolar Nation
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Sunday 30 March 2014
Visit Wales.com
Friday 28 March 2014
Time to say Goodbye
Thursday 27 March 2014
Genius Loci
I think I have discovered a Hobby! Psycho-Geography, something that I have been doing for most of my adult life without realising what it was! Basically, walking everywhere usually cities, picking up the vibes and energies, checking out the buildings. I have been very fortunate since September last, to be able to do this with both Manchester and Liverpool. I have walked Cardiff to death! I walked Amsterdam to death in 2005 before I was bundled off the streets unceremoniously. I see similarities between Cardiff, Amsterdam and Liverpool and that is Water! These are cities where water plays an important role, more so in Amsterdam and Liverpool. I am fascinated by Docklands and was fortunate or unfortunate to walk most of Rotterdam Docks in 2005 as well. There is something of the occult about Psycho-Geography in that it involves the spirit of a place, what the Romans would call, the Genius Loci http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genius_loci Occasionally my walking gets so extreme that my antennae become finely tuned and I become very sensitive to noise and unfortunately noise and traffic are big parts of city life. I see traffic as a nuisance because I want to cross the road and I still don't understand why somebody in a tin room with wheels takes precedence over someone on two legs.
Probably because they pay more tax to the Government but the experience of Psycho-Geography for me is spoilt by traffic so Parks and Green Spaces become a haven and destination. Another potential problem is that I have a large personal space. I don't feel comfortable when people get physically close. I have a need to keep a distance and that in itself can be a challenge in a city. I can be quite the twitchy, fussy flaneur about town. Water is like the heart of a city, it pumps it round the system and I have felt that cities with water have a better feel than cities without. It's almost like the water diffuses the pollution. London perhaps would be an exception. London is very popular with Psychogeographers. I have walked much of London and the places that have a real, authentic vibe and energy are places like Kilburn, Deptford & Brick Lane. Places that jangle with me are Kensington & Park Lane. Artificial Wealth. Liverpool 1 has become like this. If I was a female psycho-geographer perhaps shops and retail would provide their own interest value but it is Antique Shops, Bric a Brac, Second Hand and Bookshops that hold my interest. I yearn for authenticity, the real thing and in our dumbed down society and culture this is becoming a rarer thing. I am detecting a dark Victorian Energy in parts of Manchester. Some of the Buildings are so tall and oppressive that finding a green space is a priority and I don't think that Piccadilly Gardens qualifies. Somewhere that I have walked up and down quite a lot is Oxford Road Manchester and this is incredibly busy and I remarked to a Geologist that I felt very frazzled after walking down there and he said that it could be to do with the number of Telephone Masts down there. There are so many convenient supermarkets and coffee outlets for students that you are literally spoilt for choice. It could be the energy of youth, it could be that I am getting too old to be walking in loud, busy places. I have to have sanctuaries in cities where I can escape and these are the Parks, Museums and Libraries. I have spent much of my life in these places because I cannot literally deal with the Psychic Energy of cities for too long. On the other hand, country life would not be stimulating enough for me at this stage. If after reading this any fellow Psycho-Geographers have suggestions for places and cities that are good to explore, please do let me know in the comments section below. Thank You!
Monday 24 March 2014
Sunday 23 March 2014
Chester, where this train terminates!
Saturday 22 March 2014
Holiday Inn Hoodlum
Friday 21 March 2014
The Landing Stage, Liverpool circa 1906
Thursday 20 March 2014
Three score years & 10
Tuesday 18 March 2014
Soft Lad
Sunday 16 March 2014
Caerdiff
Friday 14 March 2014
YES
I thought, yes, it is all a matter of perception. I'm not living North of Hadrian's Wall so I can only comment as a Celtic Cousin and wish them well. Walking through Manchester t'other day I chanced upon a light blue plaque on the wall, I thought it might have been a shrine to a Manchester City gathering but it was in fact a plaque to commemorate Bonnie Prince Charlie. The light doesn't show it up too well but it states that on this spot Charles Edward Stuart used this site as a Gun Park. He was marching on London and listening to his generals made the fateful decision to turn back at Derby to winter in Scotland rather than march on the Capital. James 1 of England was James V1 of Scotland. We've had Gordon Brown as Prime Minister. There are probably many other Scots links but the Independence question is one of emotion and not economy. Cameron and Darling have been trotting out their Union line and the BBC appear to be daily running anti-independence propaganda in the shape of afternoon plays. There is no doubt that the effete Metropolitan elite of who George Orwell was so scathing, the English upper class are worried. What will happen to Balmoral and Glamis Castle if they go it alone. Will her Maj get the royal boot up her jacksie?
Scotland is an amazing country but man/woman cannot live on scenery alone and I am affeared that Glasgow and Edinburgh and the Borders will vote against Independence and then the population North of this will not be enough in numbers to swing the vote. I would be very surprised if the people of the Highlands and Islands will vote against it.
So Wales lost to England last week in the Rugby and that event alone will decide the Political Climate in Wales for another year. Lukewarm sick in Wales as opposed to lukewarm porridge is the order of the day politically this side of Offa's Dyke. Come on Scotland.
Saturday 8 March 2014
Monday 3 March 2014
Saturday 1 March 2014
The End Is Nigh
Well, another St David's Day raises its weary head. I wore a daffodil last year on my beany hat and was greeted with 'I prefer St Patrick's Day'. Yeah, well that was Cardiff and this St David's Day I am in Liverpool, the Capital of North Wales for despite living as a 'cwntw' for the last 25 years, my spiritual heart is in North Wales. Surprising considering I was pathologically unhappy and clinically depressed during my teenage years when I lived there but there is a return to source. I am attracted by the innocence and naievity of North Wales. The Industrial Revolution killed the Welsh Language in South Wales ostensibly and it is the Gogs and West Walians who keep it going in the ghettoes of the self proclaimed Capital. So Cardiff is the Capital of South Wales and Liverpool is the Capital of North Wales but we have the little problem of Anne Robinson who despite the botox and collogen implants looks more like 84 than my youthful 48. The way she talks now between gritted teeth and lips, she could be talking her 'despised' Welsh.
The fact is, the poet does not want admiration, he wants to be believed.
— Jean Cocteau Quotes (@CocteauQuotes) September 21, 2020
I am a poet dahling not a paramedic
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