We had an outing yesterday to Kington. There was a monthly market on which we wanted to check out. No sooner had we reached the Museum, than Keith decided he would walk around it. The man outside selling books was also a Museum volunteer, and told us lots about the exhibits. The elephant bones below came from a 47 year old circus elephant who had decided that Kington was the place to bid farewell to the world (as indeed, one also did in Carmarthen where it is buried in the grounds of the old Grammar School). There was a photo of a younger elephant who used to wander around the town on its own, and gratefully accepted pints of beer or cider from customers at the pub!