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-Yes, it was an unforgettable -experience. Yes, it was me. | 0:00:16 | 0:00:20 | |
-And no, I wasn't dreaming. Things -like this happened to other people. | 0:00:20 | 0:00:24 | |
-But it was me on my feet -when the ceremonial horns sounded. | 0:00:26 | 0:00:30 | |
-I'll remember the thrill forever. | 0:00:30 | 0:00:33 | |
-All I did was follow my instinct. | 0:00:33 | 0:00:35 | |
-I simply obeyed the urge -to create and communicate. | 0:00:36 | 0:00:41 | |
-And I was in love with words, -as someone once said about me. | 0:00:42 | 0:00:46 | |
-People who know me thought I'd -shed a few tears - of happiness. | 0:00:48 | 0:00:52 | |
-Though I'm emotional at times, -tears didn't come, thank goodness... | 0:00:53 | 0:00:57 | |
-..or I'd have had panda-like eyes -through the ceremony! | 0:00:58 | 0:01:01 | |
-I was too busy enjoying everything. | 0:01:01 | 0:01:04 | |
-I'd done my crying three weeks -earlier, when told I'd won. | 0:01:04 | 0:01:08 | |
-The name of the winning -Prose Writer is Sonia Edwards... | 0:01:12 | 0:01:16 | |
-..from Llangefni. | 0:01:17 | 0:01:18 | |
-Even now, I doubt whether -I can really describe the thrill. | 0:01:23 | 0:01:27 | |
-That's the biggest irony. | 0:01:28 | 0:01:30 | |
-I was acclaimed for my words... | 0:01:31 | 0:01:33 | |
-..but can't for the life of me -find them when I really need them. | 0:01:34 | 0:01:38 | |
-A unique bonus was winning -on home ground in Anglesey. | 0:01:40 | 0:01:45 | |
-Llanbedr-goch's Eisteddfod was only -15 miles from Cemaes, the village... | 0:01:47 | 0:01:51 | |
-..where I grew up, at the most -northerly point of the island. | 0:01:52 | 0:01:56 | |
-It's a strange experience, -returning after a long absence. | 0:02:01 | 0:02:05 | |
-It's someone else's home now. | 0:02:05 | 0:02:09 | |
-At times like this, one can -empathise with the alienation... | 0:02:09 | 0:02:13 | |
-..described by T H Parry-Williams -after being away from home a while. | 0:02:13 | 0:02:18 | |
-The cool distance that came -between him and the mountains... | 0:02:18 | 0:02:23 | |
-..the rocks, and the cliffs. | 0:02:23 | 0:02:25 | |
-Then the enchanting glory -of familiarity returned. | 0:02:26 | 0:02:29 | |
-That's what it is. | 0:02:30 | 0:02:32 | |
-Maybe it's easier, at times, -to appreciate things from afar. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:36 | |
-But I have returned often -in my thoughts. | 0:02:37 | 0:02:40 | |
-Or rather, I created characters -who were willing to go in my place. | 0:02:41 | 0:02:45 | |
-I grew up within sight -and sound of the sea. | 0:02:52 | 0:02:55 | |
-It's no surprise it features -prominently in my work. | 0:02:55 | 0:02:59 | |
-I remember hours of amazement... | 0:03:00 | 0:03:02 | |
-..just looking at the ever-changing -drama of this expanse of water... | 0:03:03 | 0:03:07 | |
-..locked between two headlands. -For me, the sea is alive. | 0:03:08 | 0:03:12 | |
-It has its squalls, -and its cheerful moods. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:15 | |
-Just like a flaunting prima donna... | 0:03:16 | 0:03:18 | |
-..who knows she's more beautiful -and talented than any other. | 0:03:19 | 0:03:23 | |
-That's where the enchantment -resides, surely. | 0:03:23 | 0:03:27 | |
-The other-worldliness. The romance. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:29 | |
-From 'Darluniau' -GLAS YDI'R NEFOEDD | 0:03:39 | 0:03:42 | |
-"There's no-one else on the beach... | 0:03:45 | 0:03:47 | |
-"..apart from the young couple -in the distance. | 0:03:48 | 0:03:51 | |
-"They laugh, and call to each other. | 0:03:51 | 0:03:53 | |
-"The wind steals their voices... | 0:03:54 | 0:03:56 | |
-"..snatches words from their mouths, -leaving them mute. | 0:03:57 | 0:04:00 | |
-"Looking at them is like -following characters in a mime. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:07 | |
-"I see a strip of blue, stretching -untidily across the monotone sky. | 0:04:08 | 0:04:12 | |
-"It's only a narrow rim, like -a piece of ribbon blown off a hat. | 0:04:13 | 0:04:17 | |
-"It's an early spring day, -and the tide is out. | 0:04:19 | 0:04:23 | |
-"I notice seaweed on rocks, -shining like wet dogs. | 0:04:23 | 0:04:27 | |
-"I'm so close, -I can taste the salt." | 0:04:30 | 0:04:33 | |
-Writing in the first person -is the best way to reveal... | 0:04:38 | 0:04:42 | |
-..a character's most secret -thoughts and intentions. | 0:04:42 | 0:04:46 | |
-Small fragments of Cemaes appeared -in my first book... | 0:04:46 | 0:04:49 | |
-..almost unbeknown to me, in -rocklets, waves and seaweed fronds. | 0:04:49 | 0:04:55 | |
-The core of that book was included -in my Prose Medal winning volume... | 0:04:57 | 0:05:01 | |
-..at the Anglesey County -Eisteddfod, back in 1992. | 0:05:01 | 0:05:05 | |
-I highly respect the adjudicator, -Eigra Lewis Roberts, as an author. | 0:05:05 | 0:05:10 | |
-It was an honour to hear the late -Elen Roger Jones reading one story. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:14 | |
-From 'Luned' -GLOYNNOD | 0:05:17 | 0:05:19 | |
-"School was a safe place, -cosy and familiar, like home. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:26 | |
-"The smell of powder paint and -apples, and tiny, small chairs... | 0:05:27 | 0:05:31 | |
-"..smaller than everyone's bottoms -apart from ours." | 0:05:33 | 0:05:36 | |
-That's what I remember about -my first day at primary school. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:43 | |
-Small chairs, small toilets, -small basins to wash your hands. | 0:05:43 | 0:05:48 | |
-Low pegs for coats. | 0:05:49 | 0:05:51 | |
-It was like stepping into a world -made for little people. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:55 | |
-I was amazed. This is the school, -but these aren't the children. | 0:05:55 | 0:05:59 | |
-The noise on the yard is the same, -wherever you go. | 0:06:00 | 0:06:03 | |
-The sound of children at play -remains unchanged. | 0:06:04 | 0:06:07 | |
-A magical sound that sings -the same song to all of us. | 0:06:07 | 0:06:11 | |
-The same song, yes, but sadly, -not the same language. | 0:06:11 | 0:06:15 | |
-There were special smells, -paint and glue and clay. | 0:06:17 | 0:06:21 | |
-The real smells of primary school. | 0:06:21 | 0:06:23 | |
-I still remember it, especially -when I visit a sixth former... | 0:06:24 | 0:06:28 | |
-..on work experience -at a primary school. | 0:06:28 | 0:06:31 | |
-The smell of apples always -brings memories flooding back. | 0:06:31 | 0:06:36 | |
-For me, primary schools and apples -are closely associated. | 0:06:36 | 0:06:40 | |
-On this yard, two older girls -told me some shocking facts. | 0:06:41 | 0:06:45 | |
-Swallowing apple pips -was very dangerous. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:50 | |
-An apple tree would grow inside you. -It was an agreeable naivety. | 0:06:50 | 0:06:54 | |
-I was so fond of primary school that -I cried when it was time to go home. | 0:06:59 | 0:07:03 | |
-Now, as a teacher, I can't claim I'm -that emotional when 3.30pm arrives. | 0:07:04 | 0:07:10 | |
-But plenty of emotions returned -as I stood near my old home. | 0:07:12 | 0:07:16 | |
-The experience of leaving Cemaes -for the big school was difficult. | 0:07:20 | 0:07:24 | |
-I had to leave behind -my best friend. | 0:07:24 | 0:07:27 | |
-She was six months younger than me. | 0:07:28 | 0:07:31 | |
-With whiter than white socks, and a -stiff new satchel, I felt awkward... | 0:07:33 | 0:07:37 | |
-..as I stood outside -the chip shop that first morning. | 0:07:37 | 0:07:42 | |
-Good morning. How are you? | 0:07:47 | 0:07:49 | |
-From 'Tonsuleitis' GLOYNNOD | 0:07:52 | 0:07:52 | |
-From 'Tonsuleitis' GLOYNNOD - -"The face of the school bus -roars into view. | 0:07:52 | 0:07:56 | |
-"Its round headlamps, -and old-fashioned metal grille... | 0:07:56 | 0:08:00 | |
-"..resemble the eyes and nose -of some slow, kind monster. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:05 | |
-"As it trundles smokily -to the pavement... | 0:08:11 | 0:08:15 | |
-"..our feet rumble along -the concrete in a greedy shudder. | 0:08:15 | 0:08:20 | |
-"Move out of the way! Damn babies. | 0:08:22 | 0:08:24 | |
-"My knees are chunks of chubby -coldness above my socks. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:29 | |
-"Hurry up, Jan, I'm dying for a fag. | 0:08:31 | 0:08:33 | |
-"The big girls, snapping, pushing -and smelling of cheap scent and gum. | 0:08:35 | 0:08:41 | |
-"Once we're aboard, -it's warm and cosy... | 0:08:42 | 0:08:46 | |
-"..though we have to swallow the -smell of dust and sour tobacco... | 0:08:47 | 0:08:51 | |
-"..as the engine shakes our guts." | 0:08:51 | 0:08:53 | |
-On the whole, -secondary school was OK. | 0:09:01 | 0:09:05 | |
-Most of my memories -are pleasant enough. | 0:09:06 | 0:09:09 | |
-But I can't think of them without -remembering the time my father died. | 0:09:09 | 0:09:14 | |
-He died on an August day -in that hot summer of 1975. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:19 | |
-I was in the fourth form, -beginning the O-level course. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:23 | |
-That early, harrowing experience -of losing someone close... | 0:09:23 | 0:09:27 | |
-..is inextricably entwined -with a time of growing up. | 0:09:27 | 0:09:31 | |
-The stormy teenage years, -when so much changes. | 0:09:31 | 0:09:35 | |
-Tecwyn. Tecs. -I never called him Dad. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:42 | |
-We were mates. He wasn't a strict -father, nor a disciplinarian. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:47 | |
-He didn't have to be. | 0:09:48 | 0:09:50 | |
-He never threatened, he never -gave me or my brother a smack. | 0:09:51 | 0:09:55 | |
-"I daren't," he said. -"I don't know my own strength." | 0:09:56 | 0:09:59 | |
-That was certainly true, -as he used to be a boxer. | 0:09:59 | 0:10:03 | |
-His exploits in the boxing ring -took place long before my time. | 0:10:05 | 0:10:09 | |
-But I loved hearing his stories, -and about the people he'd met. | 0:10:10 | 0:10:14 | |
-He said Doris Day gave him a kiss... | 0:10:14 | 0:10:17 | |
-..after he floored a black giant -twice his size... | 0:10:17 | 0:10:22 | |
-..in a bout in Australia. | 0:10:22 | 0:10:24 | |
-He started to box -after joining the airforce. | 0:10:25 | 0:10:28 | |
-Soon, he won the Inter Allied Welter -Weight Championship of Morocco. | 0:10:29 | 0:10:33 | |
-Trained by Marcel Zidane, a former -middle weight world champion... | 0:10:35 | 0:10:39 | |
-..my father won more than 60 bouts, -and turned professional. | 0:10:40 | 0:10:43 | |
-I treasure an old article from -'Y Cymro', which begins by saying... | 0:10:44 | 0:10:48 | |
-.."Tecwyn Parry is a quiet lad. | 0:10:49 | 0:10:51 | |
-"He's the 27-year-old son of Mr and -Mrs W J Parry, Morawel, Cemaes. | 0:10:51 | 0:10:55 | |
-"But in boxing gloves, he becomes -a whirlwind, a thunderbolt. | 0:10:56 | 0:11:00 | |
-"Every blow of his fists delivers -mayhem to its recipient." | 0:11:00 | 0:11:04 | |
-My father's life -was full and colourful. | 0:11:08 | 0:11:12 | |
-A Second World War Desert Rat, one -of the 8th Army lads, as he said. | 0:11:12 | 0:11:16 | |
-Every night, he had to sleep -with a knife under his pillow. | 0:11:17 | 0:11:21 | |
-He was also a police Superintendent. | 0:11:21 | 0:11:23 | |
-Not in Wales, but in Kenya -and north Africa... | 0:11:24 | 0:11:28 | |
-..during the famous -Mau Mau rebellion. | 0:11:28 | 0:11:31 | |
-It's sad one can't turn back the -clock to ask more, and learn more. | 0:11:32 | 0:11:36 | |
-It's the stuff of blockbusters, -plots and sub-plots. | 0:11:37 | 0:11:40 | |
-Excitement, conspiracy, -adventure, fighting, blood. | 0:11:41 | 0:11:44 | |
-Not my usual subject matter, true, -but that's what makes a best-seller. | 0:11:46 | 0:11:51 | |
-Wilbur Smith, eat your heart out. | 0:11:52 | 0:11:54 | |
-I think of my father's life -as an unfinished novel. | 0:11:59 | 0:12:03 | |
-He died of a heart attack -the night before a sponsored walk... | 0:12:04 | 0:12:08 | |
-..around Anglesey to raise money -for disabled children. | 0:12:08 | 0:12:11 | |
-He was just over 50 years old. | 0:12:12 | 0:12:14 | |
-That's the reason behind -much of my outlook on life. | 0:12:14 | 0:12:18 | |
-How fragile, how short, -how precious life is. | 0:12:18 | 0:12:22 | |
-Live life to the full, for -who knows what tomorrow may bring. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:26 | |
-If tomorrow comes at all. | 0:12:26 | 0:12:28 | |
-Pessimistic maybe, -but I don't think so. | 0:12:28 | 0:12:32 | |
-It's a good incentive -to accomplish all your aims. | 0:12:32 | 0:12:36 | |
-To realise dreams. To go for it. | 0:12:36 | 0:12:38 | |
-That can't be all bad, can it? | 0:12:39 | 0:12:41 | |
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-My father's early life -was quite exotic. | 0:12:59 | 0:13:02 | |
-I had an ordinary, Welsh upbringing, -in the Cemaes of the '60s and '70s. | 0:13:02 | 0:13:06 | |
-From 'Gloynnod' -GLOYNNOD | 0:13:07 | 0:13:09 | |
-"Chapel seats, so very cold, -and slippery, like glass. | 0:13:11 | 0:13:15 | |
-"The sun, like a yellow shadow -outside the long windows... | 0:13:18 | 0:13:22 | |
-"..was pushed back -by clouds of patterned panes. | 0:13:22 | 0:13:26 | |
-"But no matter, chapels -are supposed to be cold places. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:30 | |
-"Cold, and quiet, -and respectable, and old." | 0:13:31 | 0:13:35 | |
-There's a chapel -in most people's background... | 0:13:38 | 0:13:42 | |
-..be they religious or otherwise. | 0:13:42 | 0:13:44 | |
-Sunday clothes, learning verses, -passing mint imperials down the row. | 0:13:45 | 0:13:49 | |
-I used to come here regularly with -my aunt - a picture of obedience. | 0:13:50 | 0:13:55 | |
-He's sure to be looking, frowning -down from the firmament... | 0:13:58 | 0:14:02 | |
-..on hats and bald heads. -He knows I want a pee. | 0:14:02 | 0:14:07 | |
-I keep the mint in one place in my -mouth, so it gets hotter and hotter. | 0:14:07 | 0:14:11 | |
-It sticks tightly to my cheek. Can -God see through people's cheeks?' | 0:14:13 | 0:14:18 | |
-Across the road from Bethel chapel, -there's a shop. | 0:14:22 | 0:14:26 | |
-I don't use the past tense. | 0:14:26 | 0:14:28 | |
-The shop and its wares -is still here, though shut now. | 0:14:28 | 0:14:32 | |
-I worked in Megan Owen's shop. | 0:14:32 | 0:14:34 | |
-A downcast 14-year-old, with -pocket money in very short supply. | 0:14:35 | 0:14:39 | |
-A quarter, wasn't it? | 0:14:40 | 0:14:40 | |
-A quarter, wasn't it? - -Yes, please. Quite thick slices. | 0:14:40 | 0:14:43 | |
-It says Pioneer Stores on the sign. | 0:14:46 | 0:14:48 | |
-But it will always be Megan's shop, -to all the village. | 0:14:48 | 0:14:52 | |
-I learnt how to slice boiled ham... | 0:14:53 | 0:14:55 | |
-..how to smile at the visitors -who swarmed here each summer... | 0:14:55 | 0:14:59 | |
-..and the importance of small shops -to the life of a community. | 0:15:02 | 0:15:06 | |
-A yard of counter is better -than an acre of land, they say. | 0:15:08 | 0:15:12 | |
-Yes, it's a fine way to get to know -people, and how to deal with them. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:16 | |
-I worked here every Saturday and -summer holiday, until I left college | 0:15:17 | 0:15:21 | |
-It wasn't just for the pocket money. -I had loads of fun here with Megan. | 0:15:22 | 0:15:26 | |
-Although I gained my degree -from Bangor University... | 0:15:27 | 0:15:31 | |
-..I have a diploma in how to deal -with people from this shop. | 0:15:31 | 0:15:35 | |
-From 'Enfys' -GLOYNNOD | 0:15:37 | 0:15:39 | |
-"Maths and English," said Celia. | 0:15:43 | 0:15:45 | |
-"You must have those -if you want to get on. | 0:15:47 | 0:15:50 | |
-"She sells frocks, -in an expensive dress shop. | 0:15:51 | 0:15:55 | |
-"Apparently, that's 'getting on'. | 0:15:56 | 0:15:58 | |
-"The rainbow is fading, -melting like an ice lolly. | 0:15:58 | 0:16:02 | |
-"I had good marks in Welsh. | 0:16:03 | 0:16:05 | |
-"Welsh?" said Celia. | 0:16:06 | 0:16:08 | |
-"Welsh," said my father. -"You're good at that, aren't you? | 0:16:10 | 0:16:14 | |
-"What use is it, Gwyn bach? It's -useless once you cross Menai Bridge. | 0:16:14 | 0:16:18 | |
-"I look at him. He says nothing. | 0:16:20 | 0:16:22 | |
-"I wonder, how far is it -to Menai Bridge from here." | 0:16:27 | 0:16:31 | |
-Yes, like Mari in the story 'Enfys', -I was good at Welsh in school. | 0:16:33 | 0:16:37 | |
-I had a dear and marvellous teacher -in Geraint Percy Jones. | 0:16:40 | 0:16:44 | |
-Without his encouragement, I'd not -have dreamt of leaving Anglesey... | 0:16:44 | 0:16:48 | |
-..to go to any university. | 0:16:48 | 0:16:50 | |
-I went to Bangor, clutching -what little confidence I had. | 0:16:52 | 0:16:57 | |
-I'm glad to say -I haven't looked back. | 0:16:57 | 0:17:01 | |
-I soon learnt some amazing things. | 0:17:01 | 0:17:03 | |
-The price of a half of mild, -and what a 'blue moon' is. | 0:17:03 | 0:17:07 | |
-No-one from our family had been to -college before. It was quite new. | 0:17:11 | 0:17:15 | |
-My aunt thought I'd need an uniform! | 0:17:16 | 0:17:18 | |
-I did get a scarf, -and a scruffy duffle coat. | 0:17:19 | 0:17:23 | |
-That was all the uniform -I needed in a place like this. | 0:17:23 | 0:17:27 | |
-Everyone in JMJ hostel -had proper Welsh names. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:33 | |
-Many an 'ap' this or that, and some -had even dropped their surnames. | 0:17:34 | 0:17:38 | |
-I was plain Sonia Parry, -a name from the back of beyond. | 0:17:39 | 0:17:43 | |
-Oh, for a name -like Elin or Gwenllian! | 0:17:43 | 0:17:46 | |
-Apparently, I was named -after the daughter... | 0:17:50 | 0:17:54 | |
-..of a family who fled -persecution in Poland. | 0:17:54 | 0:17:57 | |
-They reached Cemaes as refugees -from the Second World War. | 0:17:58 | 0:18:02 | |
-A romantic story. I've learnt -to live with my unusual name now. | 0:18:02 | 0:18:07 | |
-Only one cloud blotted the sky -during the Bangor years. | 0:18:12 | 0:18:16 | |
-Losing my father was linked -to my early teens. | 0:18:16 | 0:18:20 | |
-In the middle of my degree course, -I lost a very special aunt. | 0:18:20 | 0:18:24 | |
-I was very close to Mair, -my father's sister. | 0:18:24 | 0:18:28 | |
-She was a cultured woman. | 0:18:29 | 0:18:31 | |
-She, more than anyone, -kindled similar interests in me. | 0:18:31 | 0:18:35 | |
-From 'Chwaer fy Nhad' -Y LLAIS YN Y LLUN | 0:18:36 | 0:18:39 | |
-"She owns the stilled words. | 0:18:40 | 0:18:42 | |
-"Sea-smooth pebbles, -shimmering like eyes... | 0:18:42 | 0:18:46 | |
-"Overflowing with yesterdays. | 0:18:46 | 0:18:49 | |
-"She is the voice in the picture." | 0:18:50 | 0:18:52 | |
-Mair didn't live to see me publish. | 0:18:57 | 0:18:59 | |
-But dedicating the medal-winning -novel to her memory... | 0:18:59 | 0:19:03 | |
-..was one way of acknowledging -her guiding role in my life. | 0:19:03 | 0:19:07 | |
-If my interest in literature -is inherited... | 0:19:11 | 0:19:15 | |
-..I probably received it from my -grandmother - Dad and Mair's mother. | 0:19:16 | 0:19:20 | |
-Nain was perceptive and literate, an -Eisteddfod reciter and adjudicator. | 0:19:20 | 0:19:25 | |
-Were she still alive, a series like -Talwrn y Beirdd would appeal to her. | 0:19:26 | 0:19:30 | |
-She would certainly be -one of the chairman's fans! | 0:19:30 | 0:19:33 | |
-The mother of a young soldier -sent to the Gulf. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:38 | |
-"There is a chill in the stars -tonight, in the bustle of battle. | 0:19:40 | 0:19:44 | |
-"Every mother's boy in battlegear. | 0:19:45 | 0:19:47 | |
-"Where is the hero, -when dawn breaks?" | 0:19:47 | 0:19:50 | |
-I always knew I'd write. | 0:19:58 | 0:20:00 | |
-But for me, it was a matter -of living first, then writing. | 0:20:00 | 0:20:04 | |
-I was over thirty when I first -published. That was right for me. | 0:20:05 | 0:20:09 | |
-I didn't want to look back, -and feel ashamed of my early work. | 0:20:11 | 0:20:15 | |
-I'm sure I did the right thing. | 0:20:16 | 0:20:18 | |
-Over thirty was the right age -for me to begin. | 0:20:19 | 0:20:22 | |
-With my first publication -came confidence. | 0:20:24 | 0:20:27 | |
-It seemed to snowball. | 0:20:28 | 0:20:30 | |
-The more I produced, -the more I wanted to produce. | 0:20:31 | 0:20:35 | |
-The creative urge was strong in me. | 0:20:35 | 0:20:37 | |
-I had been productive on the quiet. -I'd hidden work in drawers. | 0:20:39 | 0:20:43 | |
-When I felt confident enough to show -the work to everyone, it was OK. | 0:20:44 | 0:20:48 | |
-I have published quite a lot -in a short period of time. | 0:20:50 | 0:20:54 | |
-It hasn't seemed laborious. -A labour of love, perhaps. | 0:20:54 | 0:20:58 | |
-But, as Kate Roberts said, -one has to write, or suffocate. | 0:21:00 | 0:21:04 | |
-It is true, when one has something -one wants to convey. | 0:21:04 | 0:21:08 | |
-You have to write. | 0:21:09 | 0:21:10 | |
-After writing six books in seven -years, I'm often asked... | 0:21:13 | 0:21:17 | |
-.."where do you find the time, -as a full-time working mother? | 0:21:19 | 0:21:23 | |
-Being a mother -is an experience I'd never forgo. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:31 | |
-Rhys is the light of my life. | 0:21:31 | 0:21:33 | |
-I married into a family that had -pony breeding in their blood. | 0:21:42 | 0:21:46 | |
-I wasn't used to animals as a child, -apart from a tabby cat and sheepdog. | 0:21:47 | 0:21:51 | |
-I learnt a lot. | 0:21:52 | 0:21:54 | |
-There is a rich vocabulary which -is disappearing all too rapidly. | 0:21:54 | 0:21:58 | |
-The words almost possess -the taste of Anglesey's earth. | 0:21:59 | 0:22:02 | |
-"Ffyla", "doli", -"minsiar", "bacsia". | 0:22:02 | 0:22:06 | |
-Is this a good poem -to describe November the 5th? | 0:22:08 | 0:22:12 | |
-I'm a Welsh teacher -at Llangefni Comprehensive School. | 0:22:14 | 0:22:18 | |
-Teaching pays the bills. -It's either work, or starve. | 0:22:19 | 0:22:23 | |
-That's quite an incentive. -But it's more than that. | 0:22:23 | 0:22:28 | |
-It's a privilege to share -my love of words with my pupils. | 0:22:29 | 0:22:33 | |
-When I need to escape, I go -jogging. Everyone needs space. | 0:22:36 | 0:22:41 | |
-It's a good way -to keep healthy and fit, I hope. | 0:22:42 | 0:22:46 | |
-That's not the only benefit -I get from wearing my trainers. | 0:22:47 | 0:22:51 | |
-To write is a chronicle. Sitting -at a desk or word processor. | 0:22:55 | 0:23:00 | |
-When I walk, or run, -in the fresh air... | 0:23:01 | 0:23:05 | |
-..that's when many ideas come to me. | 0:23:06 | 0:23:08 | |
-I was brought up in the shadow -of the Wylfa nuclear power station. | 0:23:12 | 0:23:16 | |
-Some might expect me to write -about the future of the planet... | 0:23:16 | 0:23:20 | |
-..the environment, or green issues. | 0:23:20 | 0:23:22 | |
-But there are no politics, feminism -or any other '-ism' in my work. | 0:23:23 | 0:23:28 | |
-The role of a writer or poet -isn't to preach - not in my opinion. | 0:23:28 | 0:23:32 | |
-It's conveying things -as I see them, as I feel them. | 0:23:33 | 0:23:37 | |
-For me, writing is a way -of defying oblivion. | 0:23:37 | 0:23:41 | |
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