Gosh, my daughter's family shares a Christmas ritual with you and your family, Xan! How fab is that? They live in Wales as my SIL is a steadfast Welshman and CCW is read to my grandchildren from English to Welsh. We have a small collection of DT's prose and poems on CDs. The Dylan Thomas Centre in Swansea sells them and some works also get read at the Eistedfodd. Have you read his Collected Letters?

I read Dickens a lot when I was in school but appreciate him much, much more now that I live in the UK. I am going through most of his books all over again. Simply amazing to recognise nooks and crannies. To a certain degree, societal attitudes which were prevalent in his days are also still present.

Lola and others
just heard on the radio there is a film relased today about Dylan Thomas.His loves and life.
Meet you at Leicester Square Lola (I wish)
Mountain ash

Yep, MA. They had it on BBC yesterday and mentioned that it was written by Keira Knightley's mother. I wish someone had done a film about DT when Richard Burton was alive. They were very close friends and Burton knew Thomas' angst and had an insight into DT's character which I suppose came from a shared Welsh background. Did you know that Burton was buried with one of DT's books? So they say. I await release of the film on DVD. It's the only way I get to see films nowadays. You should also get your poems published, MA. Have you thought to read them at the Edinburgh festival's poets corner?

Lola
I have been working on a YEAR.About each month with a slant..
That will be 12..with others about each season.
The Book Festival..I am an attender.Indeed ticket arrived today.


I have more than one for April..yet to decide.I see the months as people..depending on what the weather is doing.
Here's one that is already aired.

April ©

Fife, Scotland
2006

The lamb walks gently towards April
Our reward for enduring earlier blizzards
Gently closing March’s gate
Spring showers bringing greeness

Buds unfurling like babies hands
Unblemished and perfect
A cradle for blossom
Cream pink and bridal white

Before the grass grows too long
Just for a day or two
The garden is like a postcard
Or the scenery in a musical show

Grasp this day hold the dear memory
For it's scenes like this that endure
When winter chills the heart
And the land seems to lie sleeping

For you Lola

Mountain Ash, I would love a book of your poems...what a cherished book that would be. Am I to understand that you're putting one together?

Yes I have the task of choosing Eagle All are written.Then last night I had a thought and I started another slant..
The journey is what its about.
Mountain ash