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For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, we learn too much about Dr Snought and his unhealthy avuncularism toward concocted foreign students.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 18A

Wolfcastle turned from the window abruptly, snapping his eyes away from the fog. The fog. It seemed it had always been there.

“So it is agreed then?” said the speaker in a questioning tone, seeking confirmation from the other man

“Yes, OK” was Wolfcastle’s reluctant reply. What had he just agreed to?

Wong wasn’t involved in the Awful BusinessTM, not as far as Wolfcastle was aware at least. He was a big figure in the rug smuggling trade though.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, the librarian notices a shift in University altitudes in regard to the library…”The ground floor, for example, was now reached by going down two flights of stairs….” In the latest installment, Dr. Snought imagines his students…

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 17
“Before you all dash off… The deputy secretary to the assistant Pro-Vice Chancellor has been asked by the Vice Chancellor’s PA’s administrator to remind you all that the Vice Chancellor’s annual inaugural start of the end of term spoken lecture series is beginning again next week. Voluntary attendance is, as usual, compulsory - so I expect to see you all there!”

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, the kabob shop attendant snaps.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 16
So that was the big news? There may have been an incident at the Inty and the police had refused to refuse to comment but were flatly denying they had previously denied anything? It seemed incredible but if Channel 12 was reporting it, it had to be true.

The librarian shook her head in wonderment and turned up the volume. Nothing like an incident had ever before been reported to have occurred anywhere near the airport. It had once been her job to make sure of that, no matter how many people had to tragically succumb to gravity. Her rigour had earned her the nickname “the pusher”. She’d retired at a relatively young age, at least so far as one can retire from such an organization, due a loss of depth perception which had resulted in an inconvenient man stumbling off a kerb instead of a wall. Luckily, he’d stumbled in front of a moving bus.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, the name “Pinesniffer” is fit into the story when newlyweds run over a car park attendant. Now, we return to Wolfcastle at Wong’s kebab joint for some carefully constructed one-liners...

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 15

The young man behind the counter was still reeling from the earlier question, which was making him dizzy. He stared at multiple Wolfcastles. “How do you all know about Wong?” the young man angrily demanded.

All of the Wolfcastles were tired and hungry. They didn’t have time for such long-winded questions.

Things have been happening, mainly because I have made them happen - or at least because I have made things make other things happen! I am to move. To a place, a space, on my own. Far from a solitary life this will be a brilliant thing! For the first time I will truly get to live by myself! I cannot, but must, wait!

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, the reader (Hi Mom) is introduced to super-reporter, Samantha Panther, with her ferret-resembling boom microphone, @ the CIA…

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 14
In the short stay car park of Cardiff International Airport, a parking attendant, who had been circling for some minutes now, began to close in on the Channel 12 news van.

The newly wedded couple, Mrs and Mr Pinesniffer, had only just gotten back to Wales after their three week honeymoon. Still jetlagged and misty-headed, the eager Mr Pinesniffer wasn’t concentrating as he drove around the fog covered car park in search of the exit so he could get him and his wife back home.

So, here I sit, farting around on this site among others when I have a magazine to edit, articles to write, and a montage to compose, and I can't conjure the word craft. (Sigh.)

Maybe it's because I've bitten off more than I can chew and can't digest what I've started. Maybe it's the never-ending worry over paying the bills. Maybe I'm running out of steam. Maybe it's the interruptions of others. Maybe... maybe... maybe...

Maybe nothing. I've got to get my behind in gear here and get on the writing stick. I need to drudge up data from old memories of my childhood in Dugway, Utah. I have forgotten so much about the place and its people, but somehow it begs me to include it in a story about the search for a mysterious shaman. I recall so little of the Ute people and their lore that surrounded me then. I remember spotting wild Apaloosas running through Skull Valley and finding Conestoga wagon ruts in the hard desert ground. Now, I need to delve more into the past and produce a setting worthy of my characters' development and my readers' interest.

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, we learn of Ddwwchllyff’s early encounter with a distinguished member of Caerdyff’s Indian population. We return now to the possible ‘incident’ at Cardiff International…

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 13

“Once again, our main story this hour is the news that an incident may have happened at Cardiff International. We are getting reports in from our reporters as I speak… and I t..h..i..n..k(?)”, he paused as the director urged instructions into his earpiece, “…we can now go over LIVE to our ‘on the spot’ reporter, Samantha Panther… Samantha, can you hear me?” The sharply dressed and smooth news anchor, Richard Reese, placed two fingers to his right ear and frowned slightly into the camera.

this is an illustration I did for my book about possums.
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Bob

For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, Wolfcastle enters Wong’s Authentic Chinese Kebab and Pie Shop. Hoping to curry favor with the ethnically diverse, we return now to Ddwwchllyff’s ethnic diversity.

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 12
When he had arrived in Wales, the young Ddwwllychff had, in addition to the battered old suitcase and Welsh phrase book, an envelope. Not wishing to cast her first born out into the world totally on his own, his mother had made contact with a local Cardiff Indian organization. There were no Bangladeshi groups in the city at that time. To her son she had given the envelope.