Tywydd Garw

The day started with a phone call from my daughter-in-law to say she was heading to hospital for the birth of their second child, our second grandchild. It's a few days overdue so we've been on tenterhooks. I thought I'd go and buy a newspaper to mark the day, and headed for the Prom Shop. The weather was rough, with waves crashing over the Prom, really exciting.

I bought my paper, but as I was untangling my dogs that I'd tied up outside, i dropped it and it blew away in the wind. I went after the several parts, and as I picked uo the last section, lying in the gutter, it was open at an obituary page - Neil Young! Neil Young the guitarist and songwriter is one of my all time musical heroes, and it was a real shock. I bundled the paper under my arm and headed home, past the crashing waves. When I got home I quickly spread the Obituary page out on the floor (too wet for the table) and read about - Neil Young, a footballer! Well, I'm sorry for Neil Young of Manchester City, but I'm really glad it wasn't Neil Young of Crazy Horse.

Now I'm just thinking about the forthcoming baby.