Sunday, 5 February 2012
Tuned in to Radio Ceredigion as I walked across the cliffs - Popular Music [sic] interspersed with Welsh banter. Some of what they played was OK and some was diabolical. The highlight was a reggae band singing in Welsh, whose name I could not disentangle from the Welsh torrent at the end of the song.
Apropos of which, I once knew a man in Leeds called Jules who cracked a ceiling during his sexual endeavours. He was the only white man in a reggae band playing the pubs at that time (errr, 1983). He referred to himself as the "Token Honky".