Written as a result of the Write-ism coursework thus far…topics for week 3 childhood, cultural memory and seeking to write from pov at self at a point between ages of 6 and 10

Memories From A Very Royal Occasion…

June the 7th
Pant View
Nantyglo Estate
Walking up the steps
To The Street
Where the tables have been put
End to end in a long line
Over a trench
In the middle of the road
Waiting to be filled
With a gas pipe
And several paper tablecloths
With the same date
And same picture of the queen
Make the tables
One giant table
Covered in more kinds of
Cake and sandwiches
And jelly and other foods
Than I have ever seen
Than most of Pant View
Has ever seen
It feels stupid
Everybody I see every day
Some people I only see at night
Some I have never seen before
Dressed up, hair brushed
Talking about the Queen
Who was lovely,or ugly, or a waste
Of time and money and space
Who would never come to this shit hole
Depending on who is talking
Why are we eating jelly
For someone we have
Only seen on telly
And on money
And stamps
And now
On tablecloths
And mugs
And plates
Tiny sandwiches
Crisps and jelly
Is this what the Queen eats?
Must be
We normally don’t
Me and my sisters
The social workers
Want to weigh us.
We would weigh more today
We are not standing
Or sitting on the kerb
Or running around
Or fighting
Or chasing sheep on the mountain
Just to see them run
With poo falling from
Their bums
Today we are not allowed
Today is for her Majesty
Today we all pretend we like each other
Tomorrow will be the same as yesterday
One day the council will come back
And finish putting in the gas pipe
And fill the trench and cover it
With brand new tarmac
That will look brilliant black
For a while before it fades
More cake and jelly
Feeling it is all stupid
Beginning to feel sick
Of drinking warm Corona pop
In the sun
Neck beginning to burn
Prefer to be reading a book
Or watching Batman And Robin
If there is enough money
In the meter
Or Space 1999
Or the incredible Hulk
He’s really really green
Even his eyebrows are green
On Mrs Wall’s colour telly
She must be rich.
Wish I was rich
God Save The Queen
But what about me?

Dojo gets unsafe for work! TWIN CHEEKS

Coming soon, a song about a painful experience, played for laughs by Dojo and Fractured Persona. The trailer music isn’t the song, the full video for Ring of Fire (My Ass Is Burning) will be introduced by DAVID LYNCH. Sort of…




First pre-production photo

Write-ism: Creative Writing and Positive Psychology

Currently full, currently running here:

At the Pavilion, Penarth Pier, the welcoming and encouraging Rosa Robinson is running an eight week course welcoming those who have written regularly or who have never written before to a course offering new ways to look at the self and others and for those it helps, to be more positive about life and creativity and to explore where one crosses over into the other. I am getting a lot out of this course and recommend any future running of the same or similar/follow up courses run by Rosa. Interested? Start here:Β https://twitter.com/Rosa_R

Rhyme and Real Ale: Open Mic poetry and Spoken word

Monday 10th March 2014

Organised and hosted by Julie Pritchard, no entry fee, free to watch, free to sign up and read, not free drinks…here is the FB page:


I will be reading my 10 minute verse and prose story Human Beings (Dickensian Twist) featuring a real pea souper, a time traveller, Jack the Ripper, an angry mob, and a chase through the streets from a number of perspectives.

I will be listening to everyone else, seeing the regulars, looking out for the new voices. Got one that needs listening ears, come one come all. It’s that good πŸ˜‰

End of the World LIVE

Looks like I’m photobombin’ Β The Bridgend Arts Pecha Kucha (at The Coach, Bridgend)

but was supposed to be there, honest! See?

20 pics, 20 seconds of words about each, get on board or fail to survive Armageddon πŸ˜‰ My contribution to another varied night of the serious, the silly, that artistic and the poetic. Plus booze, yay πŸ™‚ Dojo’s work in a live environment, cheers Fritz and Adam!