It seems no-one will ever read my coming of age in the 70s in agricultural society in Wales novel 'The Oracle Dai Bando'. Do you think maybe limiting the potential audience to male Welsh farmers in their sixties was a marketing error?
Myself back in the day (cricket has always been 'my thing', man, I've got a flare for it - geddit?)
I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together
What's going on?
A story, essay, lyric or rhyme with no reason almost every day...