Cerys and Lois have a cliched bitchy argument where they call each other frigid and whore. Lois, and everyone else in this chapter, point out that everyone knows about their affair. Because it's Aberystwyth. It's really small. I don#'t think Davies actually thought any of this storyline through. It's not a big city. OBVIOUSLY. Cerys continues to be utterly deluded about Marc, and the Fat Slags tell her to go spy on him. Which she does, by sitting on a wall opposite their house, with binoculaurs. And obviously she sees a seemingly happy, loving family. I don't even see why you would need to do that in Aberystwyth. He lives on the seafront. How would you not have already seen his wife? All the bars, clubs and the old college, which seems to be the only place anyone has lectures, are all on the seafront. It's a small town! There are like 2 supermarkets! You wouldn't need to spy on anyone and you certainly wouldn't need to do it like this:
Mrs Arwel: Marc, is that one of your floozies sitting on the wall over there spying on us?
Marc: Don't you think my penis is just impressive!
So Cerys takes a picture of him with his wife with a camera she had in her pocket. And then presumably took 20 other pictures to use up the roll of film, went to get it developed and then realised she had a blurry shot of two people in the distance in the garden.
Then she goes to a 9am lecture to taunt him:
'Cerys would always wear provocative miniskirts and tight little tops to the lectures to attract his attention. She'd always sit in the front row and flamboyantly uncross her legs a time or two to egg him on by demonstrating that she'd "forgotten" to put on any underwear.'
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Can you imagine what it's like to be anyone else in that lecture theatre. With this girl doing a Basic Instinct impression in the front row. She's spreading her well worn vagina all over the seats. How could anyone else bear to be in this class? How would anyone have not reported this to the department? Seriously, that's just incredibly gross.
At the end of the lecture, he collects everyone's essays. Cerys, in the front row, hands over an essay with a photo of him on the front and the words BASTARD written on it. What the hell is everyone else doing in this lecture theatre while she's spreading her legs and handing over things like that. She's in the FRONT ROW! (Once again though, I must actually applaud Cerys, because I would probably skip a 9am lecture!)
Marc tells her he's sorry, blah, blah, blah emotional manipulation, and then they have sex on the desk! In the lecture theatre! I don't understand why no one else would be coming in for the next lecture while they're doing this. Or, you know, just a lost student bursting in going, 'sorry, wrong room.'
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Hywel meanwhile tries to make a move on Meleri right after she's broken up with Huw.
What the hell is wrong with everyone in this novel? Why do all these characters live in the same hall? And why are they all Welsh?
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
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