Mrs Ogg and I sat up on the cliffs and had a picnic lunch of pasties and cakes bought from the deli in St Davids. We watched as all sorts of waves and eddies flowed through this stretch of water, we didn’t know what exactly was going on (Mr Uhdd would have). Mrs Ogg said she thought it was The Bitches and it seems this stretch of water between Ramsey Island and the mainland can get very lively indeed, no wonder a life boat has been stationed here for 140 years.
Just inland, is this very handsome farm house
I’m wondering if it belonged to a yeoman farmer, it’s larger than most farmsteads you see in the area. I’d love to know if the original hearth is at the foot of that stunning chimney, actually if I’m being honest, I’d just like a nosy round to see if it wears its history on the inside as much as the outside.