I know my readers will expect eloquence from me in these difficult times but I’ve just completed the Ticking of the Channel Islands, something even the Germans didn’t manage, and am celebrating with Herm on Doom Bar. Sorry. Doom Bar on Herm.
Back to early May and another Welsh tick in the wilderness betwixt Llanelli and Carmarthen, a place I didn’t know existed a month ago.
The most exciting thing about the Red Lion in Llandyfaelog is that CATHY PRICE HAD BEEN HERE !!
No plaque, just a well used village all rounder about to fill up with tradesmen, just as the gentlefolk left.
Mrs RM called this “tasteful”. I called it dull. Decent Butty Bach, great coffee, Now That’s What I Call Music…37.
It’s just enough to justify the visit. Perhaps.