260 feet above the sea on Harlech Cliff
An Arts & Crafts gem
Murmur-y-Don
(“The Whispering of the Waves”)
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260 feet above the sea on Harlech Cliff
An Arts & Crafts gem
FIBRE OPTIC WiFi
PETS WELCOME
SLEEPS SEVEN
ASTOUNDING VIEWS
ABOVE THE BEACH
Morfa Harlech is a Site of Special Scientific Interest. It’s the sand dunes you can see behind the beach from the round window. But if you look at it through LIDAR, a laser view which strips away all the vegetation, a remarkable sight comes into view.
It’s a long cursus with semi-circular ends. It’s not the Old Race Course which used to be marked on old maps of the Morfa, and I have no idea what it could be. Neither does anyone in Harlech, it would appear.
So any suggestions are gratefully received. Go and have an exploration! You can park near the tip (a bit smelly) and set off on a walk.
Who could have foretold that someone who simply fancied a little snack of deep-fried bat in an obscure Chinese megalopolis in 2019 could have shut down most of the Western world for two years?
We thought 2020 was bad enough, but it looks as if we are going to have to live with this terrible plague for another year. We all need a holiday, and Murmur-y-Don is calling to you! The house hates to be left alone.
If you do book a holiday in Murmur-y-Don and the Welsh or the English government forbids you from going due to Covid-19 restrictions, I will immediately refund your booking payment.
I have a second home in London which is presently in National Lockdown, so I’m not allowed to go to Harlech. Like you, we have no idea when we’ll be allowed to travel again.
As a Living National Treasure* I have been lucky enough to get my first vaccination, the Pfizer/BioNTech jab (it didn’t feel at all cold) but I won’t have the second, effective one until April 19th. Let’s hope we all get the jab as soon as possible so we can resume a semblance of normality.
*My wife says it’s just because I’m old.
In preparation for welcoming our summer visitors after lockdown I ordered two litres of Antiquax liquid floor polish for the oak flooring in Murmur-y-Don.
I use knee pads, as the job would be impossible without them. So I started waxing on Tuesday morning, with a large coarse floor cloth and wearing gardening gloves.
The vapour was intensely strong, and I got a little woozy. It’s also hard work for an old bear, four-legged on the floor rubbing away for six hours.
That was the round window and drawing room. The fun bit is polishing it off with the Kärcher electric floor polisher, which only takes a couple of hours.
Two days later I fought through the stiffness and did the hall and study, which only took four or five hours.
I must say it looks and smells wonderful, and there is a sense of achievement, however stiff I was as a result. And I Was STIFF!
The two litres of liquid wax polish cost £52.86. As I poured the gloopy wax onto the floorcloth and rubbed it into the floor I realised that each drop of the polish had cost more than a fine single malt Scotch whisky. A bottle of Laphroaig (which I like) is £23. I’d rather have had the whisky.
Just picture me silently weeping as I rubbed my Scotch dreams away.