A Few Useful Words

Our delay in reaching Carmarthen was more than compensated for when we broke several records driving to Carmarthen (my daughter wanted them dropped off, but we took a hump-backed bridge too fast). We arrived at Plas Llangarmon in the Towy Valley (pictured), home of Mr and Mrs. Bob Rule. Since my daughter doesn't like publicity, we have reproduced her drawing of the place. The house is named after the church of St. Germanus of Auxerre, which stands on the edge of the park.

The house is small for a mansion, although larger than it was. When my daughter first went there after she and Mr. Rule became engaged, her elder sister, who went along with her as chaperone had to share her room. Of course, it was sort of hard to get on at first, given the local suspicion of her. But now she's most definitely local. Not that squire's wife is her natural habitat, since the dear child was adopted.

She was brought up by wild animals in the jungles of South America, and is still known to bite people now and again.