We finally got round to doing a shop. I'm not sure that I can do Tescos in Haverfordwest justice here, so I'll leave it to your imagination to experience the five of us looking for food in a supermarket.
After some lunch back at the cottage, we headed for "The Biggest Aquarium in West Wales", in St. David's. For this to have been an accurate description, all the other aquatiums in West Wales must contain only goldfish. Really only about half an hour's entertainment to be had, which is quite poor for half an hour's drive. Highlights were the somersaulting ray, and some nice (edible looking!) flatfish, but there were really only a couple of good tanks. The rest were kind of empty looking, or just a little dull.
We then popped up to the Tourist Information office. I went via the car, as I'd gained a nice red neck (nose, arms, feet, forehead and legs), and wanted some aftersun.
St. David's Cathedral was a much more worthwhile affair. It's in a very nice setting - approached from above down a steep hill, which makes it very scenic, and you don't see it until your virtually on top of it. There's a cute little river separating it from the ruin of the Bishop's Palace. Only the upper level seems to be ruined; the lower level - apparently for storing beer and servants - appears mostly intact, but is ill-lit and ought to be very creepy. Unfortunately the scariest things were the stairs between the two levels.
After some tea, we drove up to St. David's Head and, leaving Neil with Emma's new stunt kite on the beach, walked a couple of miles around the headland.
The scenery is fantastic. It's all grass, flowers and heather up to the cliffs, followed by rocky landscape and very blue water. I'm not sure exactly what we're doing wrong in England, but the Welsh seem to have all the clean water.
Emma got quite dehydrated, and was suffering towards the end, so a few drinks were required before we returned for an excellent stir fry, apple crumble and custard (courtesy of Mark & Nick, Mum, and myself respectively).