The Old Man under observation is an after-thought. No one notices him anymore. Moving slowly between the toilet and his regular seat at the social club, an entire village in the Swansea Valley ignores his aging body. The village knows his old face. The village knows his old stories. The village leaves him alone, but he spends his day scribbling in a book about ‘black cumin’. He’d appear busy if anyone bothered to look.

A quick story about the sublimation of lost love. Nature hears Steven’s heartbroken lament and comes to facilitate his healing in the strangest of ways.

Love ?

A lesson on how to make a Love Potion.This potion is simple and effective; however every love potion is only as effective as the witch who makes it.  The potion is derived from gypsy tradition and is steeped in age-old family tradition.You will need the following ingredients:

I’m sure some of you will have heard this story, but I like telling it, so tough.I do like a good radio phone in competition, the chance to embarass myself on national radio is all a boy could ask for. For example, I once called up Keith Chegwin to tell him the answer to a riddle was "’cos he had the hump"…