Nervous, nothing ready yet. How to start, and who on earth would want to read it? Maybe I should have included Beauty in the title. Now she'll pop up unexpected, with her nose out of joint because she wasnt invited earlier. Like the fairy in Sleeping Beauty... When we left our smallholding in the woods a year ago, I felt a bit like Sleeping Beauty in reverse, a wrinkly old babe in the wood. We'd decided to get out before we got too old or lazy to cut the brambles back and stop them growing over us.
Now we live in town, a little terrace house overlooking the sea, happy as pigs in clover.
About Me
- Greg Wilkinson
- Swansea, Wales, United Kingdom
- I am English, born 1936 and have lived in Wales since 1990. The more jobs I’ve had, and the more time to think about them, the clearer some things have become: wage-slavery’s alive and well; employment-for-profit is a dangerous diversion from human wellbeing and life on earth. I live in Swansea on a state pension, savings and what my parents left. My wife, Ada, is Irish and younger than me, an artist, craft- and group-worker. Between us we have four grown-up children. I have two dusty degrees and cv including: journalism, teaching, labouring, building and a small-holding in a wood. Recent interests include management of a commonwood, cures for ineguality, climate chaos and a capitalist system that drives that devastation. I want justice for Palestine, an ongoing tragedy devised by British government, and recognition that 'commonwealth' must mean exactly what it says, the wealth of a world that is made and shared by us all.
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