Regular readers will
remember this post on custard slices.
And I’ve remained impressed enough by Greggs to keep my banner photo on
Facebook: it’s a snap of their cake box. Until today. Today I managed to get to Jenkins
Bakery in Station Road, Port Talbot, shortly after midday and there were still
half a dozen custard slices left. And they were on special: 2 for £1.50. How
can a girl resist?
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The local elections in Port
Talbot yesterday produced a landslide for the Labour Party. I don’t really
understand it as the people I’ve spoken to are mainly disappointed and angry
about how the Labour controlled local authority have managed the town’s
developments over recent years. Turn-out was low though. Less than 35% in the
ward my parents live in. Perhaps pro-Labour supporters are more politically
motivated?
Plaid Cymru had an interesting
poster as part of their election campaign.
How many of us stick to things that are familiar to us rather than question what we believe, or what we think we believe, and re-evaluate our views and opinions?
This is something I keep coming
up against as I research for Real Port Talbot. I think I know something. I
think I’m familiar with an area. But when I reflect and question, and when I
really open my eyes and look at my environment, I realise I’ve been hoarding
received ideas, ideas I’ve accepted from other people. And what I thought I
knew about some things, some places, isn’t my experience or my reality.
This is both revelatory and
disturbing. Honesty, particularly self-honesty, is rarely comfortable.
Hungry Writing Prompts
- Write about searching for something.
- Write about the memory of a particular taste.
- Write about what you think you believe.
- Write about breaking away.
- Write about a time when you were honest.