IT was an evening with more surprises than a primetime Cilla Black TV show.
There were a ‘lorra, lorra laughs’ and a few tears along the way.
The surprise elements weren’t obvious when people arrived for Llanelli Rotary Club’s annual St David’s Day dinner at

PERHAPS it is a sign of old age? Or perhaps it is it is the unlocking of a new and cherished piece of wisdom?
Maybe, it’s the controversial new 20mph speed limits in Wales, or it could be a rebellion against the mobile phone age?
Read More

MY grandfather must have had the gift of looking into the future when he left me a treasured World War Two metal helmet.
He knew the steel ‘Mark II No 2’ Home Guard headwear would come in handy for a journalist willing to suggest radical

THE King himself would have been shocked at the number of words and newsprint used to pay tribute to a wonderful life.
The reality is that every word, every photo and video clip is deserved praise for one of our greatest fly-halves.
As a

IT’S a sad confession, but my schoolteachers will remember that I was never any good at maths.
Arithmetic was always agony, geometry was grim, algebra always left me anxious – and trigonometry was simply terrible!
The sum total of my mathematical misery is something

JUST checking, but did I ever tell you the story of the B Hag?
No? Well, make yourself comfortable and grab a cup of tea because here goes . . .
What’s a B Hag? Well, don’t go down the road of imagining a