Gellifawr Hotel and Cottages
- Room service
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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It was a lovely view out the window watching the waves roll in. We slept-in a bit to 8:30 and got halfway through the showers etc when we read at 9AM that breakfast was only served until 9:30. Consequently Jessamy went to breakfast still in her sleeping "onesie". Lucky it still didn't have a tail. The breakfast was nice in the ballroom still decorated for Christmas.
After packing ...
... 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 ...
... S hitched a ride to the Park n Ride and were abandoned to the elements and various shops? The athletes found the Mumbles and the GC and a links course, bright sun, no wind and a hilly course beckoned.
The golf was indescribable - stunning views, glorious weather, championship play - poetic licence required - the pasties were a highlight and Barry hit a bell from a very ...
... Internet in the grandly named clubhouse came up with nothing, except for the usual spam and summer-orientated tourism.
So .......Haverfordwest, west true to its name, beckoned. Off we went, bristling with enthusiasm and a modicum of optimism. Sadly, the weather worsened as we went westwards and the multi-storey carpark offered short-spell relief from the tumbling wet stuff. Haverfordwest became a limitedly successful escape - torrential, ...
... to make sure it wasn't healthy. Steph, fresh from her morning exercise - I swear she has Japanese ancestry - stuck resolutely to the more healthy option, while B and I chomped on regardless.
I was convinced we were close to the same beach as a previous escapade in the land of sheep and Taffy. Wrong, as it transpired. My vision of Pendine Beach, home of an early Donald Campbell land speed attempt (B is alert on this prospect), was ...