With its rows of beautifully coloured Georgian homes, the bones of this pretty seaside town has remained unchanged for years. Some of the shops along the main road have come and gone, but Aberaeron is still the same as it was years ago. Coming here as a little girl I would play in the park in the middle of the town or watch the Aberaeron 7’s play rugby there. Then we would head to The New Celtic for fish and chips served on plastic table cloths and if we were lucky, have tin

The Great Childhood Mystery When I holidayed here as a child, I was great friends with the people in the caravan next door to me, Sarah and Claire. They always went to Newquay. We never did, and I never really understood why. I think it was because Mum and Dad didn’t want to drive that far. (It’s about 20 minutes from the caravan). It’s an awesome place with beautiful sandy beaches that extend around the coast and join up with another famous beach in the area called Cei Bach

Pontarfynach is the Welsh name for this famous spot, and it’s pronounced exactly as it sounds: pont - ar - fy - nach. Whether you're here for the folklore or the fitness, be prepared for a workout! I am not going into the history of the Devil's Bridge, as I want you to visit and read about it yourself. It's a great tale. The Nature Trail: A Warning Before You Venture on... If you come here out of season, you need cash (£4 in coins) for the turnstile that leads down to the Fal

View North towards Constitution Hill In The Road to Little Dribbling, Bill Bryson describes Aberystwyth as "squatting, grim and grey......and was never going to be anything but miserable." I was horrified at his description, as I love Aberystwyth and can happily amuse myself there for several hours. Especially with a pork and stuffing batch, or sausage bap from Morgan’s the Butchers, or a bag of pick and mix from Mollie’s. You have to admit any town on a wet day is dismal, a

It is quite apt that I am starting my blog on March 1. Dydd Gwyl Dewi Hapus ! Happy Saint David day. If you’re still wondering he’s the patron saint of Wales. For me, Wales is my second home, especially this cute little village of Llanrhystud, located on the busy A487 between the seaside towns of Aberystwyth and Aberaeron which I will explore later. I spent pretty much every half term holiday and summer holiday here at Greenacres Caravan Park, now called Penrhos Park, but ow