On Friday I had to collect a car in Carmarthenshire, but transposed a couple of letters in the postcode and ended up some 5 or 6 miles from where I was meant to be, but what a find!
I found myself in a place called Laugharne. Not only in Laugharne, but at a vantage point above the town that gave a beautiful view over the Taf estuary and Laugharne Castle.
There are some villages and towns in Wales where the inhabitants are mainly English speakers, and you can tell by the architecture and colour of the buildings. Many Welsh villages are, for some inexplicable reason, in love with grey pebbledash, which is drab and unwelcoming, but the historically English speaking towns and villages look very much English and abound with Georgian buildings in various pastel shades.
Laugharne is one of those towns, as are Crickhowell, Beaumaris, Monmouth, Chepstow and Hay on Wye - islands of Englishness in a sea of Welshness. Some of these are understandable, as they're border towns, but many are deep in Wales.
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Being lost isn't always a bad thing.
Delightful spot and where Dylan Thomas is buried. Laugharne considered to be his model for 'Under Milk Wood'.
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