I made my way through the open door, following the twisting corridor that led quite suddenly into open land. Before me lay the most fantastic array of people and goods – the sellers all had blankets on the ground upon which their produce was arranged.

This sketch is an approximation, I could not possible have included all the traders and the buyers as there would be nothing to see except backs and heads! It was incredibly busy. I edged my way through stopping to buy some fresh water, fruit and bread. I hoped the supplies I had would last me until I reached Mudjimba.

In the distance I could see a gathering, intuition told me these people were my fellow travellers…which meant that I would now have to join the Pageant that L’Enchanteur had organised and give my presentation. I gulped hard. Another personal hurdle. As I made my way to them I could feel myself becoming more and more excited. How lovely, I had anticipated being nervous but this was not that…this was, well, delight!

As I approached, several women turned and greeted me warmly as you would a long lost friend. I felt immediately at home with them and knew everything was more than fine.

I watched many of them perform, dancing, reciting, showing a film or two, then it was my turn. I had brought with me a piece of poetry that I love and which really speaks to me. It was this I wished to share plus a small sketch to go with my reading..I offer them both to you.

This is an excerpt from The Black Book of Carmarthen:

I am the wind that breathes upon the sea,

I am the wave on the ocean,

I am the murmur of leaves rustling,

I am the rays of the sun,

I am the beam of the moon and stars,

I am the power of trees growing,

I am the bud breaking into blossom,

I am the movement of the salmon swimming,

I am the courage of the wild boar fighting,

I am the speed of the stag running,

I am the strength of the ox pulling the plow,

I am the size of the mighty oak,

And I am the thoughts of all people,

Who praise my beauty and grace.

Thank you.