... the one in Pembrokeshire. We'd passed close by a few years ago, when we visited Pentre Ifan and the bleeding yew at Nevern, but hadn't actually made it to the little town on the Nevern estuary, so that's where we went this time.
First, a wander down the high street, where there were Things of Interest for poets and dogs ...
Yes, I have worms. Bookworms for owners!
No, wait, this is more like it!
... followed by a pint in the pub and lunch in the Pwnc Cafe, where I tasted dill in my salad for the first time since I was studying German in the late 70s and early 80s, when it featured at every breakfast in what was then West Germany. (Nothing like a taste to take you back to a time and place.)
We then walked down to the estuary and along the beach past the quay and the houses at Parrog, where Cwtch could roam about at will because it's dog-friendly all year round. It was very hot but there was a pleasant breeze.
Looking down to Dinas Head
On the beach there were more washed-up Blue and Dial (Compass) jellyfish. (Careful, Cwtch, even dead ones can do you a heckin' sting!)
The Nevern estuary
We walked the short distance back to the car park via the coastal path, which was shady and cool ...
... although like the beach, it too had its share of menace in the form of Hemlock Water Dropwort (which, unlike the jellyfish, really is deadly). Beautiful plant, though.
And in the playground of a school near the car park, a mural with two of our favourite things, a cwtch and a poem.
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