My Day at Llangollen

High above the vale of Llangollen is a small house


where, during Victorian times lived a pair of ladies who found they loved each other more than they loved anyone else; and lived their lives in this glorious seclusion.


Below them the river Dee, flowed as it flows now full of chatter and gossip.

The Llangollen International Eisteddfod is a little way out of the town and at the base of a hill. There is a huge covered pavillion and a series of smaller stages including this open-air amphitheatre.


The lunchtime audience assembled


and I said my piece


and, as the sky clouded over, the Welsh Patagonia choir sang.


The Elfair stall was near the entrance


with my books on display


and sold, in Welsh, by its most excellent keeper, Sioned. We sold much of the stock - a great success! Many thanks to Sioned and her family for all their help and enthusiasm - I had a grand day out.