My Nan is getting a little worse, so in honour of her, 14 Brymoor Road, Her home town of 97 years and the place of mine and my families birth. This week's blog is dedicated to updates from the daily life of Llanelli and Brymoor Road.
Let me set the scene and introduce the characters. My Nan (Lillian Probert. 97 and family matriarch. Ill) My Mum (Jan Cole, 65, mini matriarch and head of family and chief care officer & my eldest brother, Mark Linley Evans, 47. Exiled from long stint abroad from life and reality but providing expert entertainment, analysis and help to his grandmother and mother, Assistant Care Manager to Nan)
These 3 are living at 14 Brymoor Road, my Nan's house in a terraced street in Llanelli South Wales. She is the longest living resident of 73 years. The whole community knows Nan (or Mrs Probert)
Llanelli is a small working class town, that has seen better days but is packed character, humour and slight hint of insanity. Not much seems to happen but that is what we celebrate, and if you dig deep that is where the Gold is found.
If anyone has read Under Milk Wood by Dylan Thomas you will understand that Welsh working class daily life is effectively filled with nothing, or 'nonversation'. Hours talking and gossiping about nothing. Add a little League of Gentlemen for the surreal and The only Way is Essex for the working class and you have the mix of. The Only Way is Llanelli or TOWIL for short.
I am relying on daily updates from Brother Mark Linley as he is 'the man on the ground'. I only parachute in for the occasional weekend. But over the next few days i will build the picture, the character and the utter humour of Llanelli and to see that in a sad time with the matriarch slowly passing away, love, humour and life can come out of it. A celebration of the envoroment and her life. Capturing the spirit of our spiritual home.
I hope that you will see and experience this sweetness, this madness, this mundanity, the banal, the character and the real life experience.
We salute you Nan, Mrs P. The Only Way is Llanelli
Today saw 1 visitor to Brymoor Road, other than the daily carers. Uncle Ken, who says 'and those, on it there, yes indeed indeed yes', at the end of every sentence. He has taken a Painting & Decorating holiday, ie a week off work to paint his entire house Mustard. My brother tried to encourage him to put real mustard on the wall and some sausages but he wasn't keen. Only in Llanelli can P&D holidays be so eagerly awaited. .
Mark passed JD Wetherspoons at lunchtime and saw a picture, an image that sums up Llanelli in modern times. Outside Wetherspoons were 3 mobility scooters parked by the doors. Obviously the boys were inside stocking up on cheap booze. A shame the picture wasn't caught on film.
I am reliably informed the topics of conversation today (as you have to sit in the living room for hours on end talking, watching TV, listening to the clock, drinking tea for hours) were the following;
Mental Hospitals, Emmerdale, Pudsey The Dog, Tenerife, Fara trousers being ordered over the Internet, home made champagne made out of bread, Painting and decorating holidays, the weather (obviously) maltesers and huge turds that refuse to flush due to heavy anti psychotic medication.
Also i asked Mark to provide a picture every day that represents the humour and captures the spirit of Brymoor Road and Llanelli.
Here is today's picture
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Darkins Llanelli Sausages from the market. Ladyboy penis's. Only in Llanelli
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