Category Archives: Stuart France and Sue Vincent

Going West: First Flight

Posted on September 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

We had watched the swallows in the hotel car-park, marvelling at their mastery of the air and swift, graceful flight and delighting in the first, tentative flutters as the baby swallows left the nest for the first time.  We have … Continue reading →

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Going West: Fish, Chips and Cormorants

Posted on September 9, 2020 by Sue Vincent

We were starting to get hungry by the time we arrived at our hotel in Lampeter, a small university town in mid-Wales that deserved more attention than we had time to give it. Personally, I blame the football. The trouble … Continue reading →

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Going West: The Poet’s Yew

Posted on September 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The rain continued as we walked from the Abbey to the church, the sky heavy and grey. Even the shelter of the trees was not enough to protect the lens from the constant drops, but it began to ease as … Continue reading →

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Names Matter: gatless…

Posted on September 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …Well, she were that frightened. She’d allus been such a gatless mawther, that she didn’t se much as know how to spin, an’ what were she to dew tomorrer, with no one to come nigh her to help. She … Continue reading →

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Going West: The Valley of the Flowers

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The rain hammered against the car. We’d been twiddling our thumbs for a while, attempting to keep the windows from steaming up too badly while we grazed on what we had in the glove compartment, looked at the map and … Continue reading →

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Going West: Going to the Devil

Posted on September 6, 2020 by Sue Vincent

At the end of the mountain road we had taken lies a small community clinging to the sides of the gorge above the River Rheidol. Pontarfynach, though, is named for the Afon Mynach, one of its tributaries, that tumbles, roars … Continue reading →

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Going West: Ghosts and Custard

Posted on September 4, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The trouble with booking a hotel online is that you have very little idea of what you are going to get. Sure, there may be reviews that give an idea of service and quality, but that actually tells you very … Continue reading →

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Going West: Googling the Road to Nowhere

Posted on September 3, 2020 by Sue Vincent

“Nine hours…” We had finally made it to Rhyader as the sodden daylight was fading. “Nine..” We’d only stopped once more on the way and that was to take on board some necessary refreshment. We’d called at the first pub … Continue reading →

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Going West: Deep Magic…

Posted on September 2, 2020 by Sue Vincent

I’d seen the name when I’d planned the route… though ‘planned’ may be stretching things a bit far; I had a vague idea and my companion had a map. From Kilpeck to Rhyader, somewhere near which we would find our … Continue reading →

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Going West: Kilpeck Castle

Posted on September 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Why does a tiny village like Kilpeck hold such a fabulous church? Because once it wasn’t a small, forgotten place, but the seat of nobility and, according to the information board, parts of the castle still remained. We left the … Continue reading →

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