Caergybi: The Final Frontier

There is something overwhelmingly fascinating about the end of the line, be it a railway or a road. When I was a small child I used to stare at maps and my eye would always stray to one particular edge, one particular line’s end… Why it fascinated me I don’t know, perhaps because it was called Holyhead and it was on an island shaped liked a head. Well… It isn’t actually on the head shaped island… It’s on a smaller, separate island called Ynys Gybi, although it is usually grouped in with that aforementioned head shaped island (Ynys Mon/Anglesey). In English it is called Holyhead but I think I prefer the Welsh name of Caergybi (pronounced as ‘Caer-Gubby,’ meaning Cybi’s fort) It has a sweeter and slightly more exotic sound, despite the fact that the town itself is about as far from exotic as you can possibly get…

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The Tavern in Literature

The local tavern… The inn… The bar… The pub! Whatever you want to call it there is almost no escaping from one when you dive into the deep waters of literature. If those taverns were sharks the waters of literature would be infested with them. Right from the earliest English writings it has been there, hanging around and filling all our favourite characters and heroes with alcohol. They’ve been meeting places and places to tell stories, places where men have played games and laughed and joked. Characters have drowned their sorrows here and others have celebrated. The tavern has transcended boundaries of both time and genre… Everything from science fiction to romance and all points in between. The tavern has been endemic in fiction since time immemorial and perhaps it is time we saluted that fact.

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