This is the conical hilltop I can never get a photo of as it is impossible to stop, so I had to quickly take a pic out of the window as we sped past.
On the road there, between Llandovery and Trecastle.
A corner of the antiques market . . .
I like enamelled kitchen equipment. This lot wasn't cheap though. Most of the items were priced at about £28 each which is twice what I would want to pay! The big brown coffee-pot shaped container was for oil? according to the label. There were some small enamel colanders, like one I bought there recently for £4, only priced at £8. Guess they'll be there some time . . .
View from the top of the car park - the mist didn't clear all day.
Our first port of call, to get some string for tieing down the springs on K's armchair.
As we walked through the cut-way, my eye was caught by this lovely wonky line of embellishment. The chequered pattern dipped down to meet the top of the window you can see and one to its left. Rather eccentric!
I am pretty sure that the little pub was there long before the big houses either side snuggled up to it.
The road to Clyro. Little has changed over the years since Kilvert walked this road to Clyro and back. I have a book somewhere with that little cottage in the middle and the grey stone steps, with lads lounging on them and I think a horse and cart walking down towards the bridge.
A lovely stone house, probably late-Georgian, looking down the road towards Clyro.
Neighbours of the house above, looking back up towards the centre of the town.
We cut up through one of the back lanes, looking for somewhere to have lunch.
This shop always appears to be half-abandoned, but has some unusual things in the window as a rule.
Geraniums still blooming happily on the windowsill of the pub.
Isn't this a grand house? It sits in between the bookshop (house left) which specializes in garden books and the old Cinema bookshop.
Last view across a sombre landscape on the way home.
I bought two books, and K one. I'll add the titles when I've been downstairs again.