Summary
IAM writing this week's column on Llandudno's promenade, looking out at a rough sea, the wind blowing hard in my face and a seagull hovering overhead, trying to work out if I have food in my hand.
No such luck - just a notepad and pen. I wanted to write this article, not from a comfy chair in a warm office, but right here on the prom in front of this wonderful but threatened view.See the full content of this document
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I Fear for the Beauty On Our See Shores
I turn my head and look behind me, at the majestic line of 19th century hotels some six or seven storeys high, overlooking the bay.
There's a coach party arriving at the Hydro hotel and a succession o...See the full content of this document
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