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Laugharne

Here we are on a weekend trip to Laugharne in west Wales, home to Dylan Thomas for those who know their poetry. And a very pretty place it is too. You'll also find pictures of Pendine sands, Burry Port and Pembrey - most of which we took in to save us driving all the way home along the motorway.

For those expecting to see a picture of the record breaking car 'Babs' at the museum of speed at Perndine - it wasn't in! It spends much of the year at its owners in Hereford apparently.

















We were provided with our own special drinking water in Laugharne!









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Location: Laugharne, UK

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