We stayed with friends in Wales once. It was early June and we were lucky to have taken wellies, jumpers, coats and gloves - and that was for inside their house (true) . As we are wimpish English we haven't been back since.
Blaenau Ffestiniog, I went there many moons ago. All I remember was mountains of slate and very low clouds. Couldn't see much!
You must have gone there on a good day then Sheal. It was Black, Black as the Tomb, Black as the Endless Night that awaits us all, Black. Black as the howling of the banshees that mark the coming death that awaits all mankind, Black I tell you. Can you hear them weeping Mother ?.... Mother.............? Apart from that, it rained all the time and Purple Spouting Brocccoli took 2 years to fruit. Tea breaks were a mystery to me when I worked in the Slate Quarry.
Think you've missed your vocation Ziggy. Should have been a writer of some sort. Sounds a bit like a place we've got here.....Foxdale (a silly name really, there's no foxes on the island), we say the only thing that grows there is mushrooms.
I'm always glad to read comments like this, Shiney, as they might persuade English holidaymakers to stick to the West Country (where, of course, it never rains :D). A lady who lives in the little village where we stay describes it as 'like the Lake District, only without the people'. Long may it stay that way. And don't tell too many people, but we sometimes get sunshine.:WINK1:
Clare, they have a smallholding in the national park. The rain had been constant for a few weeks and the ground outside was a quagmire. There were seven cats and four dogs (two of them working dogs) that lived in the house so the front door was open all the time and they walked the mud everywhere. One of the working dogs used to live on a farm where the dogs lived outside in a barn so he wasn't house trained. Pooh The temperature was 10C and they didn't bother to put the heating on so we sat there in the evenings with our coats on. We weren't too keen on the state of the kitchen so we took them out for meals each night. Our friends are really nice and the animals are lovely but it's not our idea of a holiday.
Are you sure they like you,Shiney? :WINK1: Perhaps you shouldn't write off the whole of Wales on the basis of that one trip, though. That's a bit like going to Torremolinos and then dismissing the whole of Spain on the basis that the hotels are rubbish and you can only eat chips. :D
I thought there must have been a reason! It hasn't put us off of Wales - it's just a good talking point . At present our holidays in Britain are restricted as we are still doing our globe trotting to out of the way places - but my poor old bones are finding it more difficult each year .
