Wednesday, August 05, 2009

what do you zinc of zat

Quick postscript to the Pembrokeshire holiday post: it turns out the pub in Rosebush we parked up round the back of before our hill-climbing excursion, but failed to go in on the way back - partly through being distracted by the bizarre post office/bistro/cheese shop shenanigans we'd just witnessed, but mainly because we were really wet and miserable - is quite famous, mainly for being made out of galvanised corrugated iron, and, consequently, named Tafarn Sinc. My new scrupulous picture attribution policy requires me to tell you the one on the left was half-inched from here.

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