One from the boxes that will nicely fit my personal seasonal challenge.Withdrawn from Swindon Borough Council Library Services.Dedication: To the memory of my motherOpening quote: 'Tush.' The old woman winked glitteringly. 'Who are you to question what happens? here we are. What's life anyway? Who does what for where and why? All we know is here we are, alive again, and no questions asked. A second chance.' She toddled over and held out her thin wrist. 'Feel.' The captain felt. 'Solid ain't it?' she asked. He nodded. 'Well the,' she said triumphantly, 'why go around questioning?''Well,' said the captain, 'it's simply that we never thought we'd find a thing like this on Mars.' Ray Bradbury, 'The Third Expedition'There is no present in Wales,And no future,There is only the pastBrittle with relics...R S ThomasOpening: The coastal plain to the spouth of Aberbreuddwyd seems, at first sight, to do little more than fill an awkward gap between the sea on one side and mountains on the other. It is a thorny strip, a mile and a half wide, of marshy fields, small tenant farms, clumps of Douglas firs, abandoned aerodromes, toppled cromlechs and disused sheds of black tin. Beautifully written and will search out the next.