ST CLEARS — I awoke to a clear blue sky and the promise of a good drive to St Clears. And for most of the day it stayed fine, only beginning to rain mid-afternoon. I stopped at quite a few lay-bys (those that didn’t appear suddenly) to view the scenery and snap some photographs. After a while I realised I couldn’t do this at very lay-by as I’d never get to St Clears!

I stopped for a look at Castell Henllys, an iron-age fort where the roundhouses have been reconstructed on top of the original foundations. The interiors had been reconstructed as well with various goods known to have been used. The reconstruction of the village certainly made the fort more real than it would have if the site had just been post-holes in the ground. There was a class of school children on site which made taking photographs difficult as this particular school ahd previously complained about tourists photographing the children.

I continued on to St David’s, Britains’s smallest city. It would seem that a cathedral can only be hosted by a city, and St David’s has a cathedral which I duely visited. I did manage to photograph a postcard view of the cathedral before the clouds darkened and the rain drops began to fall.