After many a year in inner city Bradford, my job has recently come to an end and it seemed like a good time to move house to somewhere else, perhaps be a bit drastic (well, no, I haven’t moved to rural Slovakia or anything) so we’ve moved to Pembrokeshire. Quiet lanes, beaches, coastal walks, gorgeous woodland are a decent incentive, and if a job proves hard to get, well it is after all a great place to do nothing (oh, err, anyone want to employ, remotely (ah yes, VPN), a slightly used Java, etc, programmer, good with virtual learning environments, happy with databases, with Linux as standard?).
The wuthering will still go on since we’ve got more long distance cycling to do – Australia and the Adventure Cycling Northern Tier route both looks interesting, and lots more local rides to plan too. It has been rather wet but I’m trying to do a regular day where I cycle to the swimming pool and swim 2km, since it is 20km to the pool and back it turns out neatly to be 20km cycling and 2km swimming. On a short winter’s day with rain falling steadily that has proved to be about right! The area has plenty of castles, well that’s Wales for you, and so bike rides can easily incorporate romantic prospects – such as Laugharne Castle, Manorbier, Pembroke, etc. Since the coast is hilly, it’s possible to do a thousand feet of climbing just by going along the coast a bit and coming back. Great for the legs.
The photo is a view of Camarthen Bay with a nicely situated cloud. My phone camera is not that good, but in this case it has given a decent impressionism to the whole thing. Not much surf that day, but nicely glassy. The semi-circular line of rocks is interesting – it is marked on the tourist map of that bit of coast as volcanic, and it certainly looks like a wave of lava.
The one thing that’s very much missing is a decent folk club within walking distance. Anyone in Bradford should treasure the Topic Folk Club!
The various plants seen in the yard in Bradford are now located either here in Pembs or else at a staging post in Stoke-on-Trent. There seem to be enough to populate a decent sized garden so that they fitted into a yard in Bradford is impressive, though the neighbours called the yard ‘the jungle’ when it was at its height in Summer. The honeysuckles, clematis, jasmine and some assorted herbs remain in the borders of my old yard, so at least there’s a legacy of greenery to combat the gradual disappearance of habitats for birds in BD3.