The weather forecasters gleefully predicted a one-day break in the torrential rain and gale-force winds that we’ve been having, so I quickly made plans to take the bus to Haverfordwest, the largest town in Pembrokeshire, and visit the market.
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The market is set up in and around the pedestrianized shopping mall beside the river. There were about a dozen vendors, smaller than I anticipated, but then it’s a small county town. I happily went home with bread, cheese, baked goods, gherkins and chutney, potatoes, and three bunches of daffodils!
The sun was shining (quite dazzling after 3 weeks of almost steady cloud and rain) as I browsed the pedestrian shopping streets and trekked up the hill to the castle ruins. I ate lunch on a bench by the river watching the seagulls’ antics.
Someone had done an exceptionally fine job of yarn bombing the whole town centre – from posts and trees to bus shelters. Fun.