I remember the days when the terminus of the No.24 used to be near where I lived. Not today though. It departs from the Cardiff Bus Interchange. I still wonder what would happen if I asked a stranger in the street if they could point me in the direction of the Cardiff Bus Interchange. Some know-it-all may say, โJust keep walking down there, past the hybโ (Cardiffโs new word for a library).
The No.24 now does an anti-clockwise loop around Whitchurch, Llandaff North and Llandaff. ย We decided a visit to Llandaff Cathedral was in order, somewhere my wife tells me sheโs never been inside, mainly because sheโd always have the dog in tow when visiting Llandaff. First though it was a walk around the Green, a look at the statue of former Archdeacon of Llandaff, James Rice Buckley looking happy with himself in his bowler hat, and then onto the rather unusual war memorial designed by W. Goscombe John.
My book for today was one of the series of Real Cardiff books by local author Peter Finch. I do like these books which for me cram in prose, historical information and humour all the way through. When he penned this first of the series back in 2002 he didnโt appear enthralled with the inside of the cathedral layout. I think things have improved somewhat over the intervening years.
Lunch was taken in Jaspers Tea Rooms, popular even in winter. I had the cawl, Welsh for stew but it sounds much better and tastes better too come to that. There was just time for a mooch along the high street and the post-Christmas sales โ half price Christmas cards etc, before catching the No.24 back to town.
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