Mrs Cheveley in the Conservatory at Tenby

This animated poem is about Tenby, the lovely resort with a rich history.

The poem takes its title from a play by Oscar Wilde – an Ideal Husband – in which Mrs Cheveley says ‘and you threw me over because you saw, or said you saw, poor old Lord Mortlake trying to have a violent flirtation with me in the conservatory at Tenby’.

The poem is from my collection ‘On Becoming a Fish’ (Seren 2012)