Talking Book

Martyn Richard Jones, A Coruña, Spain.

To set the scene, get to the point, and give this thing the well-deserved impulse, impetus, and notoriety, I will begin like Dylan Thomas in Under Milk Wood—that is, at the beginning.

And for folk who struggle with big words? That’s the start.

So, to get things rolling modestly, I will explain where I am coming from with this demanding, triumphant and considered endeavour of mirth, myth and mysticism.

And, if that fails, we move on. Right? Right!

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