Easter Traditions

Easter Sunday would not be the same without the tradition of sharing the chocolate eggs on Easter morning and breaking the boiled eggs at tea time. Despite our church commitments we were able to achieve both.


After sharing in the tradition we had a good Easter meeting and lunch; courtesy of the Dales. It was good to be able to meet with all of our little church and also to meet. Bob (Robert) Dale's mum.

Easter Monday was a different day. We headed for South Wales, to a village west of Swansea called Cross Hands. Here was the location of our Travel Lodge motel, costing £9.00 a night. We were given a choice of rooms and elected to stay in the disabled room on the ground floor. These room are a little larger than the standard room. The area of the motel had the usual 'Little Chef' restuarant. But there was also an Aldi supermarket.

With the afternoon to spare we headed for the National Botanic Gardens of Wales. The central feature is the 'Great Glass House' holding displays of Mediteranean climate plants.

We were fortunate in being able to see a 'dog and ducks' display.

This mum's favourite flower.

We had noticed how heavy the bank holiday traffic was returning from Pembrookshire and we found a back road to Cross Hands. This revealed that the size of the village. It had a cinema and numerous shops. At one time it even had a Kwik Save.

On Tuesday morning we made our way to Lampeter. Joe had the house clear and was busy preparing food for his evening 23rd birthday banquet.

We decided to take him out to Aberystwyth for his birthday lunch. The town was incredibly busy, but we found out of town parking and walked back in. We came across a 'shop' serving Tai meals. It was pretentiously very unpretentious. My Tai meal consisted of four skewers of bits of burnt meat, a pot of pale brown paste and salted peanuts and a dozen chips. The trouble with being world travellers is that we know what a Tai meal is. Having had this repast we walked down to the peir, along the shore to the castle and back to the car.

Back in Lampeter candles were put on cake, lit, the song sung. Joe made time to serve up a great stir fry, then back to motel.

Having waited for Aldi to open for milk, had breakfast, packed we were on the road again. Empty dual carriageways through Welsh hills; shades of NZ.

We stopped to explore Raglan castle.

This is a classic Welsh castle. Onwards to a motorway break where '7 out of 10 people prefer Costa Coffee'. Don't ask what to - use your imagination.

Then home.