Helen entered the annual Ystrad Meurig (pron. ustraad moirig) Fête’s photo competition. Her photos were mysteriously mislaid and some nonsense from the Aberystwyth Photographic Society took pride of place on the display boards next to the temporary bar inside the humid marquee. The organiser asked, “Oh, you’re a budding photographer, are you?” and Helen didn’t hit her. It’s the usual West Wales nepotism, corruption and patronage of the plain bad.
The idea that anyone English could win the competition was a non-starter but Helen had hoped that her entries would be included and displayed, at least, alongside the kitsch pics of lambs and grannies. Here’s one of her photos.
We did learn, though, that a burger with onions, in Welsh, is something like ‘berrrgerr ac eynions’, which was very funny.
