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[Floating Dave]

The smell of hot Vimto, Camping in Criccieth, Canoeing at Black Rock Sands, Shopping in Porthmaddoc, Watching Logan's Run at the run-down cinema in Llandudno and dreaming of an imaginary future in Portmeirion.

As a teenager I was packed off each school holidays to stay with my musical uncle who'd 'retired from the biz' and moved to Snowdonia in the early 70s. Through him I met Cynthia Lennon and a very young Julian. He also introduced me to artists including Ed Povey whose work could be seen brightening up the walls of Bangor shops under that slate grey sky.

I had my fortune told by the hippies living in their teepees just outside Bethesda. She said "You'll do something in music or art and whilst you'll be happy, you'll never make any money" while a well-worn Solid Air LP played on the record player.

I remember this every time I visit Castell Deudraeth or The Village and wonder "was she simply making an educated guess?"

Thanks for the wednesday morning memories Mr H