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After being back a few days, Jayne, Grant & myself decide to hotfoot it to West Wales to catch up with the extended family, Clive, Gail, Owen, Graham, Wendy, Claire and Steve & not forgetting Sir James Dalton Esq. of the esteemed Black Lion Hotel. Grant drove his car up and was a bit nervous after not driving for nearly 3 months, nonetheless it was a pleasurable drive and it was nice to see the Autumnal colours as we travelled through the Brecon Beacons and on to Lampeter. It was great to see Aberaeron after our trip away and we then headed to see Clive, Gail & Owen who were putting us up for the night. Again it's good to see everyone and they all said that we had lost weight after the trip. Keeping the weight off may be the problem.
We all then headed back into Aberaeron and first stop was to say hello to Martin at The Cadwgan pub. Cousin Claire and her husband Steve were there and also Uncle Graham who congratulated us on completing the trip, Needless to say the ale was flowing and after a few we then headed to The Black Lion to see our old mate Jim. Landlord Jim had moved his stool 6 inches to the left of the bar and this apparently had made it into the Cambrian News and of course is worthy news for those in search of the goings on in west Wales. Once again the ale was flowing and Uncle Graham started the singing and we all joined in. The jet lag caught up with Grant and he zonked out and was out like a light. Mitch's Taxi service was called upon and we were all transported back to Clive & Gail's cottage in Llanarth. Apparently we ate Chinese food from the excellent Dan 'i Sang Takeaway, but I cant say I remembered that. I too had the nodding dogs and was soon in the land of Nod.
Sunday morning saw us visit everyone at Penlanymor Farm to let them know we were back safely, we told a few of our tales and then headed back to a chilly but sunny Aberaeron. We had an early lunch at Pysgod a Sglodion Cafe (Translated as Fish and Chips Cafe in case you were wondering). We then said our goodbyes to everyone and headed south, this time heading to see the fine sights of Abergavenny on our way home.
So, where is paradise? Well, after travelling 18,000 miles in search of it, we think it may be a little beach a few miles away from Aberaeron...where exactly? Well that would be telling, wouldnt it...
We all then headed back into Aberaeron and first stop was to say hello to Martin at The Cadwgan pub. Cousin Claire and her husband Steve were there and also Uncle Graham who congratulated us on completing the trip, Needless to say the ale was flowing and after a few we then headed to The Black Lion to see our old mate Jim. Landlord Jim had moved his stool 6 inches to the left of the bar and this apparently had made it into the Cambrian News and of course is worthy news for those in search of the goings on in west Wales. Once again the ale was flowing and Uncle Graham started the singing and we all joined in. The jet lag caught up with Grant and he zonked out and was out like a light. Mitch's Taxi service was called upon and we were all transported back to Clive & Gail's cottage in Llanarth. Apparently we ate Chinese food from the excellent Dan 'i Sang Takeaway, but I cant say I remembered that. I too had the nodding dogs and was soon in the land of Nod.
Sunday morning saw us visit everyone at Penlanymor Farm to let them know we were back safely, we told a few of our tales and then headed back to a chilly but sunny Aberaeron. We had an early lunch at Pysgod a Sglodion Cafe (Translated as Fish and Chips Cafe in case you were wondering). We then said our goodbyes to everyone and headed south, this time heading to see the fine sights of Abergavenny on our way home.
So, where is paradise? Well, after travelling 18,000 miles in search of it, we think it may be a little beach a few miles away from Aberaeron...where exactly? Well that would be telling, wouldnt it...
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[email protected] Good to hear the suitcase is still on the go!! Lol. I was wondering, if you may have had enough of travelling. I still enjoy the new sights and sounds, sadly a bit over living out of a suitcase though.
nerys So..... my Dad, Brynmor Hamer Evans was born in Aberaeron in 1899. His big sister was called Aeronwen. Their parents thought it was paradise as well. xxxxn
Ma our blog Gibbs I’m so glad you rounded off your blog - and so beautifully! I felt quite emotional about our little piece of paradise, too. Roll on Aberaeron yn Yr haf, and thanks for such an interesting and cliff hanger of an adventure story.
Garerth Gbbs All good things must come to an end and it is with a certain sadness that we realise that your journey is over - for the moment. But you must know how much pleasure you’ve given people literally the world over who read of your voyage of discovery through what was it - 13 countries? Many congratulations. Love, Pa.
big dyl cant wait to read it all !