Idea: a season ticket that can be used by any nominated person, but only one person per day.
Perfect for: families returning to work after a baby, where parents share the stay-at-home duties and commute on alternate days, never using the ticket at the same time.
If you’re considering a move to a new country, learning from the experiences of those who’ve done it already can do wonders for cutting through red tape and easing the transition from newbie to seasoned knowledgeable resident. My cousins Ros and Rich moved to Gran Canaria several years back, and they’ve just launched a website (Gran Canaria Guru.) that details almost everything you’ll ever want to know if you’re thinking of doing the same. Although the site is still in its infancy, the first thing I looked at was the guide to Surf Spots, and it’s already comprehensive!
Check out: GranCanariaGuru.com
The recent demolition of Killay House left a lot of memories without an anchor. It was a familiar shape to the thousands of people who travel on Gower Road daily, and it had been so for over 120 years. Growing up in Heol Glasnant (where the houses are tall), and going to school in Hendrefoilan (futher up the hill) meant that the old building was always in our line of sight when we looked across the bay to the view’s focal point, Mumbles Head. I understand that before NCH sold the site there was talk of getting the building protected: why this didn’t happen is not something I know. Continue reading
This film has almost certainly never been seen by most of the cast. It was taken during my fifth birthday party in late 1977 (a fact that I’ve deduced from comparing the guests and their clothes with higher quality photos that I have; photos that also contain a birthday cake with five countable candles). Continue reading
Thirty one years ago, my grandfather, thought it might be interesting to fix his cine camera to the outside of his car, and go for a drive from his home in Wimmerfield Crescent, down to Sketty and back. Continue reading
Wimmerfield Crescent is a residential street located in Killay, Swansea. It feeds three small residential cul-de-sac roads, one of which is called Heol Glasnant where I used to live. Heol Glasnant has the unusual property (in Wales) of being flat, and the lack of throroughfare made it an ideal venue for street parties. Continue reading
Having converted my Grandparents stash of cine film to a digital format earlier in the year I’ve at last found a few minutes to extract something of general interest (as opposed to the family-interest stuff), so here it is. Continue reading