Off to Wales to find Grampi, who appeared to be lost as we showed up to an empty house. He turned up a few minutes later on his scooter. Bless him.

Went for a wander round the old church grounds, just up the road noting that it also seemed to be the local hang out for those not old enough to be in the pub. Graveyard-obsessed as I am, we took a million photos and ended up with this one, cementing my belief in ghosts.
We explored the old ruins and wandered about the town:
Pub, Pub, Chinese Takeaway, Indian, Bank, Post Office, Pub,  pretty houses.
We had lovely greasy fish and chips with curry sauce for tea and headed off to the pub for some cider and barbecued peanuts.

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