The other week I got to go back to perhaps my favourite place on the coast in Pembrokeshire: no, not Tenby, not St Davids, not some lonely beach (though of course those are lovely too) – but Fishguard. Part of the reason I hold Fishguard in such high regard is because it feels somehow like you are not supposed to. It is a ferry port, after all; at first glance an A to B transport hub of a destination. Except of course that it is a great deal more. It’s what locals proudly refer to as a real town. It’s a locale not overly dressed up for tourism like many Pembrokeshire seaside settlements. What there is here, what goes on here: it’s done with the locals in mind. And to be frank, that just means it’s done much better. The places to eat are done better because they know they can’t survive by palming off overpriced scones on tourists – they need to provide Fishguard folks with a great meals out year-round. The folk music for which the town has become renowned isn’t crowd-pleasing tourist pap – it’s genuine, heart-felt, experimental, poignant. See what you think. Or what you think about what I think. This for iPaper…
The Seaside Town with Wild Coves, Seals, Folk Music and a Pastel-Fronted Harbour
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