Welsh Country - Issue88 - May - Jun 19
This is a complete issue of Welsh Country from May - Jun 19
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welsh connections<br />
“<br />
In many ways the<br />
Hickses family practised<br />
subsistence farming,<br />
a way of life just about<br />
engaged in in the postwar<br />
Angle I knew.<br />
They were the last of a<br />
hardy people, experts<br />
at what they did.<br />
”<br />
Back in the day when the<br />
weed gathering was more of a local<br />
industry, it was dried in huts, one<br />
of which has been restored and which is now a<br />
well-known landmark overlooking the magnificent bay.<br />
It was the Hickses who operated the last hut. There<br />
were once as many as twenty from which the laver weed<br />
was transported by horse and cart, and later by lorry, to<br />
Pembroke station.<br />
In many ways the Hickses family practised subsistence<br />
farming, a way of life just about engaged in in the post-war<br />
Angle I knew. They were the last of a hardy people, experts<br />
at what they did.<br />
But what a benefit to those of us who ate what they caught<br />
and garnered, fresh food from out of the sea and rocks<br />
surrounding us.<br />
Years later, I wrote a poem about the Hickses, imagining<br />
myself as Cecil in old age:<br />
Old fisherman<br />
Cecil Hicks<br />
Too old now I sit in the evening sun<br />
and watch the slow tide flooding in and out.<br />
I mend the high draped nets when I can<br />
though my joints won't stoop down to the lobster pots.<br />
My son Billy takes all the boats out now;<br />
I've told him where the fattest flatfish lie<br />
and where the mackerel are and where to row.<br />
He'll soon be home on the late evening tide.<br />
The girls they work the rocks some miles away,<br />
stripping the strewn black laver-weed,<br />
a way of life that nowadays doesn't pay;<br />
but I like it for supper, oatmealed, fried.<br />
It's chilly here. When will the children come?<br />
Ah, Billy's home: I hear his outboard's hum.<br />
Words: Andrew Thomas<br />
Audrey, Cecil, Alastair, Sidney<br />
Angle Bay by Roger MacCallum<br />
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