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Friday 31st May 2013
Harlech and the Boney Tail
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So, of course, a trip to Barmouth would not be complete with the customary trip to Harlech Castle. So there we are . . . we had lunch at this fantastic café, which I think would have been the Cemlyn Teashop. After doing the Harlech Castle thing, we had to walk past the same tea-shop on the way back to the car park, and this crazy woman was having a massive rant at the proprietor (I'm guessing) just outside. She uttered the immortal phrase, "When you've lived in Harlech all your life, then you can have an opinion about such things, but until such a time . . ." which really confused me. She was angry about an A-board he had outside his café, which was forcing her to use the road to get her push-chair past the café. The fact that there was scarcely any pavement anyway or that there were sections of that road completely without pavement . . . or that this was hardly some hideously busy main road . . . obviously none of this was important - it was all his fault. She had clearly lost it, and he was kind of stood there looking slightly bewildered. But hey . . . fantastic food, fantastic location, good service . . . blah, blah, blah. And they were licensed too! But I only realised after I had ordered my coffee and fizzy water. Ah well . . . maybe next time. The 'Boney Tail' in the title refers to a conversation we had that night at the Last Inn. R****** was talking about the mother of one of his class-mates and said something along the lines of, "You know, she's the one with the boney tail." He meant pony tail, of course, but saw the funny side, which was fortunate, as M****, A****** and I had trouble seeing any other side but.
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