Richard Gwyn

On moving home, the sorrows of Gaza, and a poem about kindness

We are moving, after nearly 30 years in our family home. We are sad to leave the old place but also joyful to have so many memories of good times spent together. And at least we have a… Read More

To be always the same person

I have driven past Bryn Arw countless times on my way to the Vale of Ewyas and Llantony, but only became aware of it as a separate entity about three years ago when a graffito appeared on the… Read More