36 years in one spot on a Ceredigion Mountainside and I've had enough! In those years I've restored a complete hard-rock mine with a 260 year old heritage, put together a unique collection of mining gear and established a large reference library & archive! Last September, I decided to retire as the joints were creaking a bit more than usual! Probably something to do with the rainfall on Pumlumon!!!

A deal was done to sell the old mine and my lifetime's workl! All was going well until February when the keen buyers

removed themselves from the market! So, I'm up in the hills for yet another season, giving guided tours and telling people about the Welsh Lead Miners of long ago. In the 1880's many travelled to the USA and we have a sizeable link with the Silverton area of Colorado!

Any Welsh exiles out in the USA who fancy a hard-rock mine back home in Wales? I'd be most pleased to hear from you!

Peter

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While packing upitems to take to the charity shop today, I came across a book called the Stress Factor. Beingknown for my ability to prioritise anything over the task in hand, I read it. According to this book I could be damaging my health, happiness and even my chi by being stressed. This needs to stop immediately.

Ive spent most of the day drinking green tea and not letting things bother me.

For example, I am not bothered that Husbands breakfast meeting was moved to lunchtime or that he informed me that hes outgrown his suit and bought another one which is mint (his word, not mine.)

Nor am I bothered that his glasses had discoloured in the sun or that he had enough time to collect new contacts from SpecSavers.

I am not bothered that hes not mentioned the porn mag. And Im not bothered that he didnt pay for lunch, thus avoiding the cocks on the banknotes.

I was not even bothered by getting 50% of the way through this blog before realising that the e button on the laptop is broken and that Ive dropped more es in 200 words than a 90s rave dealer in Ibeefa.

When Husband got home this afternoon, he looked gorgeous, which didnt bother me at all. His meeting had been a success and we drank green tea by the pond, him talking about his meeting, me about how relaxed and not stressed I am.

We discussed current affairs and what to do if a bear is chasing you. I, knowing the answer, told him that if a bear chases you that you must run downhill as bears have short legs and they fall over when running downhill.Oh! How we laughed when husband pointed out that there is nothing to verify this on the internet and that Ive probably been dreaming documentaries again. Clever Husband. Of course, none of his laughing bothered me, being the Zen-like entity I am, I was able to detach myself and rise above it.

Watching Husband in the garden, it became clear to me where I had gone wrong. The zen thing was too much too soon. Hooking me up to a lavender drip and shagging me with a panpipe wouldnt have worked, so a cuppa green tea and some humming was never going to do it.

I cant tell you the exact moment that caused me to snap and lock him out of the house and glue his house key to a plate, but I can tell you I feel better for it.

In short, Ive learned something today. Being a hippy sucks camel dick. It is far more satisfying to make your husband post every item of his new outfit through the cat-flap (in exchange for the use of a key that has not been glued to a plate) than it is to take the high road. Hows that for a fucking mantra?

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Paul Child is Wales' biggest independent selling artist. Paul has sang the Welsh National Anthem at many of the Wales international rugby matches at the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff. ( When Paul sings, Wales wins!). We are extremely proud to welcome Paul to this year's West Coast eisteddfod in L.A. where he will be headlining and leading the singing of the Welsh anthem at the opening concert on Friday Tickets for the performance can be purchased at the bottom of this page.

AmeriCymru: Hi Paul...many thanks for agreeing to be interviewed by AmeriCymru. We last interviewed you two years ago. Care to fill us in on developments over the last few years?

Paul: The last couple of years have been really exciting, with the release of the 'After All These Years' CD in 2009, followed by the 'Best Of...' double CD "My Wales' last Summer. Both CDs have done really well, with the 'My Wales' CD outselling both Cerys Matthews' and Charlotte Church's latest releases. I also performed the Welsh National Anthem for the Welsh football team for the first time last October which was a great honour.

AmeriCymru: You recently performed at Disneyland Paris as part of their annual Festival of Wales, how was that experience and how did it come about?

Paul: Disney in Paris have been holding their Festival of Wales in March for the last couple of years, it's a great 3 day event which sees Minnie Mouse dressed in full Welsh costume for the weekend and lots of Choirs and performers around the park. This year they asked me go go over with my full ten piece band to headline the event. It was a great show with lots of Welsh people who had travelled over for the Welsh weekend as well as a great number of ex-pats living in the area.

AmeriCymru: At Disneyland, you performed "There's a Place," from your "My Wales" album - how was that song chosen and what can you tell us about it's creation?

Paul: Although the 'My Wales' double album is mainly a compilation of the most popular songs from my previous eight albums, we wanted to include a couple brand new songs, just to keep things fresh - Along with "Coming Home To Wales, "There's A Place" is one of my favourites. It was originally written in the Welsh language but we wanted to make it more accessible so it was re-written it in English, it's lovely song. The youtube link below shows a live performance of the track at Cardiff International Arena.

AmeriCymru: You're a father, do your children get to watch you perform? Are they ever able to travel with you? How do they like their dad's performances?

Paul: I'm a very proud father to Michael who is 12 and Kate who is 10. They have been to a few local shows and they like to get involved with the soundcheck and set-up. They are both members of the local youth theatre and Michael particularly loves acting and performing. We have just signed him up to a kids talent agency so we'll see what comes of that!

AmeriCymru: You will be appearing at he West Coast Eisteddfod in September. Is this your first performance in the States? First time in L.A.?

Paul: I am very excited about performing in LA, it will be my first time to do so but I'm lucky enough to have been there a few times in my life - I absolutely love the place! I remember my parents taking me the Disneyland when I was eleven and I made the trip again on my own when I was about 25. In Summer 2009 my wife and I took the kids over, we did Disney, Universal Studios, Seaworld plus of course Hollywood and the beaches. The Strand on Hermosa Beach has to be one of my favourite places in the world - I'd love to retire there one day!

AmeriCymru: Any final message for the readers and members of AmeriCymru?

Paul: Thanks you so much for inviting me to perform at the West Coast Eisteddfod, I am so looking forward to it. I'm sure that it is going to be a fantastic few days that we will all remember for a very long time - see you in September!

Opening Ceremonies on Friday, 23rd, 2011 from 6pm to 10pm

in the Barnsdall Gallery Theatre

Admission to Opening Ceremonies/Concert $10

Featuring Performances by:

Paul Child

"Official voice of the WRU"

Michael Aston of Gene Loves Jezebel

Music Acoustic

Monica Richards/Infrawarrior

Music Video Performance Art Installation

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It would seem that the hole wasnt a great idea. The dog fell in it and tracked mud through the house. Still, the look on husbands face will make up for having to hoover for the umpteenth time today, wont it?

Youre the best he said as he came through the door You didnt have to hire someone to dig the hole, I was going to do it as a surprise for your birthday! Youve always wanted a pond.

I havent. I have never wanted a pond. Ever. We have three cats and a white dog that falls in holes.Its not practical.

And whos Gary Mole? The service was amazing, he even sent me a letter to tell me that the work was going ahead.

Its at times like these I wonder is it really worth it? I feel like nothing I do is having an effect. Im no closer to breaking him now than I was 3 years ago, yet somehow, hes about 16.4 miles nearer to breaking to me. CrapWife is growing disheartened. And Husbands a knob.

Somewhere during the course of this process weve turned into Wiley Coyote and Road-Runner. Im only ever one cheerful text message away from blowing myself up with some Acme dynamite or launching myself off a cliff.

Great. I say. I found him in the yellow pages.

Well youve been saying that we dont have room for the fish tank- we can put them in the pond now. Itll be lovely. You ruined thesurprisethough.

I am wondering if the holes big enough to bury him in.

Husband shows me the stuff hes bought for my birthday present The filtration system looks expensive, pond liners arent cheap and there are enough plants and gravel chippings to colonise the (super) moon.

Not only have I once again failed in breaking him, Ive probably done myself out of the handbag I actually wanted.

Husband took a half day from work to go and buy this stuff. Hes been out there for hours and has created a sickeningly attractive water feature. The fish wont be in there for another few weeks he tells me, the pond has to mature first. Hes really excited. Hes worked so hard.

You eyes look red, you need to take your contacts out for a while and give them a rest, youve got that meeting first thing and you look like a junkie- got to bed, Ive got a few bits to finish up here, I wont be long

Poor husband has terrible mole-like eye sight and I worry about his eyes. He usually sleeps in his contact lenses and on the rare occasions he takes them out, I have to help him in the morning as he cant see to switch the kettle on, let alone get himself dressed. This is why hiding his contact lenses may have been a tad cruel.

It is for this reason that he probably wont notice that Ive shortened the arms and legs on his suit by an inch. I figure if I also set his alarm for thirty minutes later than usual, hell probably not notice the Gay Porn magazines in his briefcase either.

In a rare attack of conscience, I decide to leave his emergency glasses available. I cant remember where Ive put them though, and I probably wont remember until about 3 minutes before hes leaving the house. I've painted the frames of his emergency glasses with opaque pink nail-varnish- to show my gratitude for all his hard work. As a final thank you (and acting on the innovative suggestion of one of the Crap Wife facebook followers) I draw large cocks on all the bank notes in his wallet. Oh to be a fly on the wall at tomorrow's breakfast meeting.

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And I get bummed if I leave my shampoo or toothbrush!

Gold worth 6,500 are among the oddest items left behind by guests at a hotel chain.

Travelodge said the false teeth, found at its Bridgend hotel, rank alongside a life-size Dalek and an antique rocking horse also found in rooms in the UK.

Other items included a 50,000 diamond-encrusted Rolex watch and 10,000 in cash left in a dustbin.

"Our lost and found departments provide plenty of revelations," a spokesperson for the hotel said.

Also on the hotel chain's list of the most mysterious objects left behind during 2010 were keys to a car in Chester, Cheshire, a Hermes handbag worth 8,000 in Leamington Spa, Warwickshire, and a 4ft (1.2m) tall yam (vegetable) in Cambridge.

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AS Wales First Minister hes never far from the headlines.

But Carwyn Jones has opened up on his normally private family life to reveal the story of his great uncle.

Leading Aircraftman Edgar Hopkin, from Gwaun Cae Gurwen in Carmarthenshire, was killed while in Alabama in 1942 during World War II. He was Mr Jones great uncle on his fathers side.

Now Mr Jones is uploading photographs of the RAF pilot to historical website Peoples Collection Wales, an archive of reminiscences, photographs, video and audio in the hope that others can learn his history.

Mr Jones told the Echo: When my great aunt died in 1993 all the family heirlooms came to me photographs, Edgars service card from the RAF.

We knew a lot of his story already, he was one of five siblings, which included my grandmother, and he was the first in the family to be accepted to university.

He was a colliers son going to read medicine at Edinburgh University but he never went.

The First Minister and his family discovered that Edgar, who was just 19 when he died, had been sent to the US for warm weather training and didnt when his aircraft got into difficulty.

We knew he was buried in Newcastle, Pennsylvania, near other family members, and we even had a cine film of the funeral, said Mr Jones.

I decided to put his name into Google and it found pictures on a website. I decided to contact the site administrator who told me Edgars instructor was still alive.

FORMER First Minister and Cardiff West AM Rhodri Morgan, right, has joined our campaign to save our great locals.

Mr Morgans favourites are The Windsor in Penarth and The Grange in Grangetown.

The Windsor is like a mini Splott market on a Friday with a table of all sorts in the corner, said Mr Morgan.

And Ive enjoyed many a party or function in its back room.

The Grange is a pub where theres a genuine mixture of people. You dont know who you are going to chat to when youre there.

Despite the decline in pubs across South Wales Mr Morgan is calling on people to support their locals.

Pubs are important because they are controlled licensed premises, he said.

Buying alcohol in supermarkets and drinking at home, there is no control over how much people are drinking.

Theres still a lot of damn good pubs around and people should support them and visit them.

IN his last interview before his death from last week, the teacher who inspired JK Rowlings unsettling potions teacher Professor Snape told NANCY CAVILL he was pretty proud...

TO the rest of the world she is the writer with the mysterious initials JK, but to John Nettleship she was always quiet Joanne.

Mr Nettleship had been head of science at Wyedean Comprehensive in Tutshill, Chepstow, for two years when he began teaching a timid young second year pupil called Joanne Rowling.

Back in 1976 he had poker-straight black hair worn in a severe centre parting just like Alan Rickman who plays evil alchemist Professor Snape in the Harry Potter films.

He already had a reputation among his pupils for being exacting and strict.