The north coast settlement of Penmaenmawr shares many characteristics with neighbouring Llanfairfechan.

It’s like the seaside used to be, genteel and low key, with a long promenade, paddling pool and children’s playground, rounded off by a row of traditional beach huts (with a nod to the 21st-century there’s also a skate park).

The big, sandy beach is well suited to sandcastle-making and watersports (there’s a thriving local sailing club), with the bonus of splendid views across Conwy Bay to Anglesey and Puffin Island.

Also in common with Llanfairechan, Penmaenmawr doubles up as a well-located walking and touring centre.

Trails lead upwards into hills crossed by Roman roads and dotted with historic sites that include an Iron Age fort, Druid’s Circle and fascinating Stone Age ‘axe factory’, implements from which have been found all over Britain.

If you’re driving, don’t miss the thrilling trip up and over the narrow Sychnant Pass, the historic route to Conwy.

There’s more history back in town at Penmaenmawr Museum, which recalls the town’s quarrying past.

(and it has some of the steepest cambers I have ever seen on a road – anywhere!)

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Mersea Island

Back in May 2017 I spent a fabulous weekend on Mersea Island in Essex with one of my best friends – Debbie. We hadn’t seen each other for a few years and were long overdue a proper catch up. Deb’s MIL owns a caravan in Coopers Beach resort which she was kind enough to let us use for a few days.

It was a beautiful, sunny weekend we talked, we solved the problems of the world, we drank wine and ate a lot of Oysters.

We started the weekend with a pit stop at the West Mersea Oyster Bar to grab some take-outs to eat back at the caravan (note to selves – in the absence of an Oyster knife get them shucked before you take them away with you) after a few glasses of wine the hammer and large knife approach just wasn’t working but the few we managed to free from their shells were delicious 🙂

There was a food/music festival on the island for the weekend full of delicious local food and drink and plenty of opportunities to eat more Oysters, ready-shucked this time.


I loved Mersea but there’s a lot more to see and I’m looking forward to heading back soon for more time with Deb, more Oysters and more of the island.



Hay On Wye

I love just heading away at the last-minute because it just seems like a good idea spontanious road trips and adventures.

We headed up to Henley-In-Arden on Saturday night to spend the night with my Matt’s Mum then all three of us set off early on Sunday to drive to Hay On Wye.

She suggested it a while ago and as the Literary Festival was in it’s last day today it seemed like a good opportunity to see a bit of the town and experience the festival. I know she used to visit with her husband, who sadly died, so I think it was a bit of a mixed day for her. Revisiting old haunts and reliving old memories, happy memories but tinged with sadness. It’s a lovely town and we only saw a little of it so it’s definitely going to be on the list for a revisit in the future.

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