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The Unbearable Lightness of Being in Aberystwyth
Malcolm Pryce writes his Aberystwyth novels from his convenient base in Bangkok. Lucky him. It's freezing here today. Sea mist rolls in, and suddenly the temperature plunges by 20 degrees and woolly mammoths and sabre toothed tigers start invading Borth Animalarium in the hope of keeping warm.
One of my neighbours found a dead seagull. They are big birds, and my neighbour is over 70 and quite frail. She scooped up the bird, shoved it into a co-op carrier bag, and brought it home on the bus. That bus must have smelt pretty bad.
At home she buried the bird in her garden for a few months. When most of the flesh had been eaten by maggots she dug it up and put it in her greenhouse. Eventually she gave it a bleach bath and proudly invited the neighbours around to view her seagull skeleton.
This week she was sporting new dangly earings. They are made of seagull bones.
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pog
(23.6.06 11:33)
Oh. My. God.
Are you sure you can live there without going completely insane?
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