I met someone from Rhyl who sailed on an oil tanker in the Gulf of Aden in 2007. The crew were on high alert to the threat of hijacking. Chatting with a fellow Briton, my friend revealed his hometown and his shipmate, who was scanning the pirate-threatened waters of the Somali coast at the time, recoiled and said ‘Whoa, that’s a bit of a bum hole isn’t it?’
I left Rhyl for art college in Nottingham before an advertising career in London. My partner and I shared a life, two children and the running of our own agency until 2008, when we packed it in, cashed in the London house and moved the family to Leicester, my partner’s hometown.
Felix from the ashes is a cut’n’shut of my youth, welded with the flux of perverse pride in a town the Welsh National Assembly once described as the deprivation capital of Wales. My blood is 99% Welsh, my culture 98% English, and my patriotism 100% guilt.
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