I have always had a lot of Welsh tea towels, partly because I, personally, started collecting tea towels when I was at university in Wales. Wales must be very popular for tea towels because in all the collections, large and small, that I inherited there have been Welsh Tea Towels. Welsh Tea Towels are often very traditional or have Welsh Harpists or recipes.
When my friend Gwyn died, a couple of weeks ago, I decided that I would write about her in ‘themes’, each time using a different Welsh Tea Towel that I hadn’t already blogged about. Today’s ‘Myths and Legends of Wales’ belonged to Susan’s mother. She was clearing out a cupboard and found some tea towels that she no longer wanted, and gave them to me.
It occurred to me, yesterday, that Gwyn, Pete, Liz and I had been playing Mah Jongg, on a regular basis, since 2013. Mah Jongg is a game for four players and we are now only three. My last game of Mah Jongg with Gwyn was on 13 March 2020. So how did this all start? Don’t tell me you haven’t read the Tea Towel Blog of 15 April 2016 called ‘Mine is Playing Mahjong’‽ I’ll remind you.
I have always, for 41 years, met up with Gwyn and Pete on a regular basis. It may have been a day out, sharing a meal, celebrating one of our birthdays, playing games, seeing the New Year in (until we all became too old to stay up that late and therefore celebrated New Years Day). Board games has been a regular theme. My New Years Resolution for 2013 was that it should be the ‘Year of the GamesFest’ when we would systematically play every board game, or similar, that any of us owned. We would evaluate the games in terms of (a) ease of understanding (b) length of the game (c) enjoyment (d) interest. Gwyn kept a special notebook and recorded all our comments. It’s a good job she did because none of us would have remembered what we thought the following week. My resolution included getting rid, to a Charity Shop, of any of my games that were boring; I don’t think Gwyn included that in GamesFest. Gwyn was also in charge of the Rules. She read the Rules, understood the Rules and made sure we all kept to the Rules. If we ever got a new game then she was in charge of deciphering the Rules.
My favourite was ‘Catattack’. I loved the ruthless nature of the game (everyone else hated it because they thought I was just too ruthless). Liz liked Banangrams; she likes word games and is very good at them. Pete liked Jenga and he was the only one of us that was any good at it; he has a Jenga sort of brain. Gwyn liked ‘Bomb’; it was a creative word game, only she understood the Rules and it has a timer, Gwyn always liked having a timer. We all loved Pictionary, a joyous game. Having reread my 2016 Blog, I noted that we played ‘Baker Street’: what the hell was that? I have absolutely no memory of it. After about six months of playing GamesFest, I began to think about Mah Jongg (however you might spell it). I thought I’d really like to play Mah Jongg. None of us had a set. Liz gave me a beautiful set for my birthday. We were all mesmerised by the beauty of the tiles, the sound of the ‘clack’ of those tiles and the brief case that it came in. We didn’t play the first time, just admired the tiles but since Autumn 2013, it was Mah Jongg all the way. AND Gwyn and Pete bought me a Mahjong Tea Towel.
Gwyn took away the Rule Book, studied it and explained to us the Rules. As Keeper of the Rule Book, she chose which version we played, for 7 years. She always could correct us if we got lost in the mire of Chinese Rules.
But there was also a routine, a ritual to a day of Mah Jongg. It started with a cup of tea, loose leaf although Pete always spoils his by adding COLD WATER. There was a bit of a chat, couple of games of Mah Jongg followed by soup. Gwyn has always enjoyed homemade soup, regardless of the weather. A few more games of Mah Jongg, a cake or ice cream or some sort of pudding. Gwyn is holder of the Rule Book and I score.
The first Score Book started on 3 November 2013 (although we had been playing before that, using scraps of paper to score on). The book was made of Banana Fibre and a present from Gwyn and Pete. The second Scoring Book (having filled the first one) started on 16 October 2015, with a cover made from recycled car tyres. Obviously I still have them, both plus all the scraps of paper. Over the years, the four of us played 1082 games that were scored plus 13 games that ended with no score. There were 26 additional games where only three of us played (so Gwyn did find Rules for just three players). Once we finished playing that day, I would write down who would start the next game. As time went by I added comments “Pete will be East in East and this has to be written down as ‘our brains are sieve-like’ says Liz”. Sums it up really!!! I’m not sure what “Gwyn is East in East with disappointing hands. Liz has an arm” meant. The comments reflected both what we were going to eat and the state of our health: “Barbara is East in West and we had a soup with a kick which was good and are waiting for a crumble” or “Liz is East in West and Gwyn is smiling because she got a high score but it could have been higher if a White Dragon had come up”. The last comment, from 13 March 2020, said “Gwyn decided to finish and is East in East and balancing”. What did that mean‽ I think we always assumed that we would remember what all the cryptic comments meant. Surely, we weren’t that stupid‽
It is strange, sitting at my desk, counting how many games of Mah Jongg we played, reading the comments; it is like a very weird Diary, or memoir, and now I know that (a) I will never throw those books away and (b) that you can play Mah Jongg with three people, Gwyn showed us how, maybe Liz, Pete and I will play one day, once again. If I ever find the photo of us all playing Mah Jongg I will add it to this Blog!!