Two Forms

I sent two forms off this morning, one to the IVF clinic at the University of Wales Hospital, Heath, Cardiff, consenting to them to allow my sperm to perish and the other one to Cardiff City Council (Council Tax Division) confirming that I was the only occupant at my residency. I won't give you any more information, I'll let you join up the dots.
So unless I meet someone sharpish that I can impregnate it is unlikely now that I will become a father which is a shame (I think so anyway) because I have been told by a few women that I would make a good Dad. Even if a miracle was to happen and a 'hottie' was to show up that I could make pregnant I don't think it would be fair on the child because 1) I have Bi-Polar Disorder and they might inherit it which would be a fate worse than death for the kid so best to remain unborn and 2) I will be pushing into old age when the child becomes a man or woman. Elderly parents have their place but to leave your children bereft too young is not a good idea.
3) Any man who refers to women or potential mothers as 'hotties' doesn't deserve to be a father/husband.
 It appears that on a lot of forms for the NHS, for the DWP, ATOS etc etc that one of the first questions they ask you is about your relationship status presuming that you have a partner and child. Now I feel that it is a strange presumption to make, similar to guilty unless proven innocent. Our society is obsessed with coupling and mortgages and procreation to the detriment of single people. Single people deserve awards, they deserve single person benefits rather than having to pay Single person supplements when they go on holiday. "Oh you want a single room do you, that'll be 25pound extra". 25 pound for staying single? Single people are doing the world a favour by not joining in the chaos and mayhem. Procreating couples and families will shift the earth off its axis if they carry on at this rate. It appears that you can be financially better off in all sorts of ways if these forms are to be believed. I just hope future generations will appreciate my sacrifice and thank me for not bringing another little shark fisherperson into this mess and no I am not interested in being a Step Dad.   

   

Cardiff's Mediterranean Quarter

 

piss poor palm plant on

a

pallet

sucking tepid tea

@

the exotic

'Hayes Island Snack Bar'

fag butt Freddie

Willy wino

terrifies tourists who

wonder

whether

this

is

it.

This is it.

cold

hard

piss stained concrete

hostile architecture

St David

would not recognise his hall.

 

 



The Incredible Shrinking Man

Bob tro dwi'n dychwelyd i Gaerdydd ar ôl treulio amser yn gwahanol rannau o Gymru dwi'n teimlo fel 'The Incredible Shrinking Man'. Mae e'n dechrau'r eiliad dwi di ddod i ffwrdd o drofa'r M4, Cardiff West a dwi'n mynd lawr yr A4232, mae teimlad o anesmwytho yn dod drosta’i. Mae rhaid i mi fod yn was bach y Brifddinas eto, dyn tawel sydd yn troi ei gefn ar y gymdeithas ddinesig byddent nhw’n Gymru nei beidio. Mae'r ymarferiad yr un peth bob tro, parcio'r car mor agos i’n tŷ sydd yn bosib ac wedyn adael o yna tan y tro nesaf mae rhaid i mi ffoi i'r Gorllewin neu'r Gogledd oherwydd yn eiriau Kenny Rogers fi ydy 'The Coward of the County' neu 'Incredible Shrinking Man'. Dwi'n nerfus iawn dreifio o gwmpas y ddinas ac fel person mewn oedran dwi'n cynllunio bob taith, faint o gloch fydd cyn lleied o draffig o bobol ar hyd y lle i mi gael y siawns gorau posib o daith di ffwdan. Mae rhywbeth mawr yn crynhoi yn fy nghorff os fydd rhaid i mi stopio mewn jam traffic neu oherwydd bod 'na gymaint ar hewl. Felli yn y ddinas fawr hyll yma ble rwyf wedi bod yng ngwystlon am bum mlynedd ar hugain dwi'n cerdded i bob man neu dwi'n seiclo. Anaml fyddai yn dal y bws, gormod o bobol. Dwi'n sylweddoli fy mod i yn hoffi sefyllfaoedd a phobol mi allai rheoli! Mae hwnna yn swnio yn rhyfedd ond os dwi'n teimlo fod person yn mynd i grynhoi mi neu fy mygwth yn emosiynol, dwi'n osgoi nhw, dyna pam fod gweithio mewn meysydd confensiynol yn gymaint o her. Mi fydd na digwyddiadau a phobol ni allet ti reoli.
Dwi'n ceisio cadw proffil isel yn y stryd, peidio mynd allan os fydd na lot o bobol neu gymdogion yn mynd a dod. Dwi'n osgoi'r amseroedd brysura'r dydd. Ofn, rhwystredigaeth, arferiad, y zone 'cyfforddus'. Mae rhaid newid lleoliad ond i ble a pham! Mi wnes i symid i Lundain yn 2000 i ddechrau bywyd newydd, well dyna oedd y gobaith ond yr un hen fywyd oedd o, yr un hen feddylfryd ond mewn lleoliad wahanol. Maent yn deud galla’u chi ddim dysgu triciau newydd i hen gi ond yn fy achos i ddwi'n gobeithio nad ydy hwnna yn wir.

One Summer

Letter to Breshnev

Did a Welshman discover America?

http://www.bbc.co.uk/guides/z2q22hv

 

 

 

The Darkness of Davies

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-wales-politics-28132774

Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?

When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept.

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.

Yet Brutus says he was ambitious,

And Brutus is an honorable man.

Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare

Act 3 Scene 2

It's called Karma or 'kick a man when he's down' and that's exactly what Alun Davies did to me in 1994. At the time he was a member of Plaid Cymru's National Executive. He lived in a flat near the Coops public house in Aberystwyth. I was a common and garden member of the Federation of Plaid Cymru Students and very often we would congregate in the confused seaside town for conferences and piss ups. After one particular conference/piss up a gang of us all ended up back at Davies's flat. It was late and we were noisy. His neighbours from downstairs came out and asked us to be quiet and allegedly I told them where to go. Inside his flat we all took up our pissed positions and I knelt behind the sofa looking at the television feeling comfortably numb. He, allegedly, having spoken with his neighbours, came raging up the stairs and he ran and took a flying kick at me, landing his boot in my ribs. He screamed and I shouted back. I didn't hit him but walked passed him and out. My ego had been bruised.
Twenty years ago now and he is no longer 'Plaid Cymru' but has taken the ambitious Politician's route and is now the tenuous member for the environment as a Labour Minister within the Grey Lady's (Carwyn Jones) administration at the Welsh Assembly Building also known affectionately as the Senedd. I thought  I would publish this now to call into question his temperament as a human being first and foremost let alone as a Minister. 
It is time for the Overlord of Darkness to resign.  He could always get a job as one of the adversaries of  Dr Who.

Stop Press

8th July 2014