Logging Out: Fireworks
I sat next to my new friends, on the hill overlooking town, and we laughed and shouted as the fireworks exploded.
“That was a pure display of pure, glorious explosive magnificence… Powys-fuckin-county-council, man.”
And then we went to the pub for someone called “Freya’s” birthday party, and there was a band - “thats Mach’s biggest band you know” - and they sung and played, and my body decided to dance, and I joined it for a bit and some random stranger looked at me and gave me a hug, and an old man became young again, as he lay down some out of this world, pure magic dance moves, and there was Austin! And there were Sienna, Yenna and Iolo! “wasssssssup!”
Then some more dance moves, “Are you Freya? Ah! Nice, I have actually just been to your house… haha… With Euan, to pick up some chocolate truffles. Oh happy birthday by the way!”
And there’s Olly! Standing by the bar. How funny to see my new boss at Freya’s birthday party. And then some random guy passed me a beer, and I looked over at Olly and he smiled and nodded… “Cheers!”
And one week of work done and dusted. Everything has to be - bang on - even half a millimetre is too far out. I asked Jack, “what happens if you finish building the frame and realise it’s one mil out of square…” “Well, then I haven’t finished building.”
I found out that Heartwood has a two year wait list on saunas that cost 40-80 grand. Which is wild. Not sure if that says more about the quality of the saunas, or the insane and growing wealth disparity in this country. But, heyho, I’m not against a little trickle economics; better funnel wealth to a town in mid wales than Colombian drug lords, right?
Yesterday I got added to the work group chat and Nathan invited me to come surfing in Aberdyfi. 30 min drive to the beach, and firing, easy-peelers, standing up - beckoning. Pouring rain, harsh off-shore wind, the rush of the ocean spirits, utter delight. “Yewwwwwwwwwwww!” Those involuntary shouts and hollers; stealing the seabirds thunder.
And then today, I have been looking at houses for sale, because I’m big time sold on Machynlleth. There are so many interesting, young people here, and so much life! Also, a house costs 60 thousand squids. Which ain’t many squids to exchange for an abode. https://www.morrismarshall.co.uk/property-details/MAC230071/powys/machynlleth/penrallt-street … bit of a fixer upper, but hey… could be fun! I would start by chipping off the pebbledash, to expose the early 19th century grade 2 listed house underneath!
Anyway, I’m busy chopping wood today so thats all.
On Wednesday I have my first radio show on the local, Dyfi Radio - 5pm. Tune in! It will be weekly - same time each week. Here is the link https://radiodyfi.live/
Love,
Sebastian