It must be Christmas…

… so it’s off to Brecon and Ty Cariad (The Gift House).  But first…

 

Coffee! Then we wandered, and I got taken with the fleapit

Can you smell carpet, dust, tobacco and taste ice cream and hear screaming at the 10.00 o’clock Saturday matinee?

Harry

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