A brand new website
We have just launched this new all-singing all-dancing version of our website which should make it fully accessible on mobile phones, tablets, and other
gadgets, even those which start with an 'I-'. All the text has been copied from the old site but if you find any mistakes or if it doesn't work on your gadget please let me know, telling me what gadget you've got and what it's not showing you properly. Drop me a line care of the secretary to islwynsec @ virginmedia . com
Phil Jenkins - Web House-elf
Saturday 21st July 2018 - Bridgnorth by train
If you're planning to go to Bridgnorth this weekend
please can you let Clive know so that he has some idea of numbers
Clive Turner 07802 231371
Thursday 26th July 2018 and Thursday 2nd August 2018
The walks for these days have been swapped.
We are going to Morlais Castle on the 26th July with Robin and
to St Brides Major with Phil on the 2nd August
Robin Williams 01495 246733
Phil Purnell 07729 221799
A good month for Rambling ??
So that was Christmas and the New Year celebrations done and dusted
now its back to work again but both mornings and evenings are getting lighter.....
Bright, sunny, cold days; dark, snowy, windy days; days that just don't know what to be
but the first shoots are there, a hint of crocus and snowdrops and 'Wish you were here' programmes.
In like a lion, out like a lamb, and there are lambs, little balls of white cotton wool cuddling up to Mum
light, green leaves pushing out of cold, bare wood and hard, dead soil, something is stirring.....
Daffodils blowing in the breeze, greenery and blossom, a Spring sun feeling really warm in sheltered spots
Easter's around here somewhere, time to put away the arctic survival gear and take a break...
May the Fourth be with you, it's certainly with me, we can share if you like....
The Met Office declare May to be the coldest on record as flurries of snow and ice cover the valley
but that doesn't stop the bracken and brambles sneaking across footpaths for the unwary to trip over.
Englebert Humperdinck wins the Eurovision Song Contest with 'I want to go a-Rambling, yeh, yeh, yeh'
You can tell it's Midsummer's Day soon as the rain is distinctly warm, and grass grows as you watch it,
Rambling shops everywhere reduce their heavy boots and waterproofs to rock-bottom prices,
just as well, as the Met Office tell us its the wettest June in history, but not on the reservoirs,
floodwater rushes down the valleys and Welsh Water announce an immediate hosepipe ban.
The school year comes to its climax and the country battens down against the hordes of bored kiddies
Ramblers become heavily over-subscribed as, strangely, a 10 mile walk doesn't appeal to these bored hordes
The Met Office announce with great bluster that this has been the windiest July in living memory
All we've got to do is find something to do with the surplus electricity generated by dozens of wind-farms.
Holiday time and thousands of people spent two weeks at Costa Del M25 and Playas De Gatwick trying to find the exit.
Travel Agents across the country can offer huge discounts on Icelandic Adventures by boat - bring your own oars
Ramblers introduce a minimum height of 5'10" as too many members are lost in the mountainous bracken covering the hills
Oh - and The Met Office say that they've had a virus in their computer and the weather is actually perfectly normal - for Wales!!
So Summer's over, the kids are back at school and traffic is backed up to Junction 28.
You cut the grass for the last time this year, clean and oil up the mower, just as the blade snaps off.
Why not take a late Summer break with the late Summer airline strike and the late Summer volcano ash cloud?
Alternatively, treat yourself to an Easter Egg, the shops are full of them!
Oh dear - is that a frost I feel? - Certainly a little cool in the evenings, where are my woollies?
Don't be silly, they closed last year - or was that T. J. Hughes?. Still, Primark are going strong.....
with a fabulous rail full of light cotton shirts, very short shorts and skimpy swimwear
I WANT A WOOLLIE!! Oh, Baaa, wrong time of year, Sir.
Bang, flash, boom, crump - welcome to Bonfire night or a weekend in tripoli.
Clearing up the debris of the assault you find a mis-shapen lump of rusty metal - PANIC!
The police and bomb squad leave you surveying the remains of an elderly barbecue, complete with dead burger
But it is November and the first Christmas parties have started - time to stock up on hangover cures.
Look, I know it's only the 3rd but I'm partied out, shattered, exhausted and I'm only a young lad!
traipse round all the Poundshops but can't find anything classy enough for 'er indoors - I know, the charity shops!
Excellent, a very lightly used (cherished) set of kitchen implements - didn't hurt at all.
Ahh, Christmas Dinner - now where did I put that perfect set of serving utensils?
Just right for a Ramble then - get your boots on. You know you want to, don't you......