Monday, 2 August 2010


I love Hay-on-Wye. It is a strange little town, hard to find, because it is not sign posted very well until you are almost there, but it is lovely when you do get there. Loads of bookshops obviously, but I like the tiny little junk/antique shops that sell old french linens and welsh blankets along with vintage dresses and dusty chandeliers.

Husband and I always like to have lunch in this one particular pub, which is all rickety and old fashioned, with speckled mirrors and old maps on the walls.

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