Cuffern Manor Country House
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... took us from "uptown" to "downtown" with encyclopaedic detail of the town of Laugharne and Dylan's short life there. He brought the poet back to life for a short while and gave us far more than any book, pamphlet or museum could. Through the "cockling streets", by the buildings that housed pubs and shops, beneath the castle walls and along the silted estuary front to Dylan's Writing Shed. The Boathouse was briefly mentioned ...
... moon saw a most impressive firework display. No oohing-and-ahhing, just open-mouthed pleasure at the spectacular sound and light show. What happened to the Catherine Wheel and the odd squib?
An evening meal at Brown's under photos and Dylan Thomas memorabilia and then a hasty uphill trudge to the 'warm little cabin on the hill'. A better day than yesterday, but tomorrow bodes ill. ...
... and that after the storm kind of ozone air. H &S went looking for wool and stitching things - so many opportunities on the hillside! - while B & G followed Dylan's Birthday Walk alongside the estuary and over the headland. Great views, steady walking and easy opportunities to get lost in the "jungle on the hill".
Re-united, back for a pizza supper, cocktails and red wine and an evening of pensioner pursuits. Tough world out of work!
... of the stretches and taking much advantage of the sniffing and squatting opportunities. We ambled on stoically, not unlike a Lowry painting, head down, bracing against the cold and pretending this was good for us. Sadly (happily) we were greeted by a "Danger" sign, informing us of "unusual objects" on the beach and the welcome advice that further progress was not advised. 'Twas MOD land apparently and firing was a possibility. It ...
... grave. Metaphorically of course, since it was covered in turf and the odd flower thingy.
The heavens opened (Dylanesque?) and we sheltered briefly before seeking liquid sustenance in Brown's Hotel (famous!). When in Wales ......There was live music in Brown's which turned out to be a yukele ensemble, a bunch of men and the odd (?) woman, strumming ancient classics, not Euripides, more sing-along tunes from ...