My mother was London Welsh. My grand-mother, ex-miner, stripped, looked like a gorilla with Brylcreamed hair.
From his flat in Churchill Gardens I'd stare for hours at the silent, billowing smoke from the power station across the river.
I remember loitering with my nan at the Welsh dairy.
Ach y Fi ! Ach y Fi !
From his flat in Churchill Gardens I'd stare for hours at the silent, billowing smoke from the power station across the river.
I remember loitering with my nan at the Welsh dairy.
Ach y Fi ! Ach y Fi !
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My mother was London Welsh. My grand-mother, ex-miner, stripped, looked like a gorilla with Brylcreamed hair.
From his flat in Churchill Gardens I'd stare for hours at the silent, billowing smoke from the power station across the river.
I remember loitering with my nan at the Welsh dairy.
Ach y Fi ! Ach y Fi !
From his flat in Churchill Gardens I'd stare for hours at the silent, billowing smoke from the power station across the river.
I remember loitering with my nan at the Welsh dairy.
Ach y Fi ! Ach y Fi !
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My mother was London Welsh. My grand-mother, ex-miner, stripped, looked like a gorilla with Brylcreamed hair.
From his flat in Churchill Gardens I'd stare for hours at the silent, billowing smoke from the power station across the river.
I remember loitering with my nan at the Welsh dairy.
Ach y Fi ! Ach y Fi !
From his flat in Churchill Gardens I'd stare for hours at the silent, billowing smoke from the power station across the river.
I remember loitering with my nan at the Welsh dairy.
Ach y Fi ! Ach y Fi !
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