7am flight to Cardiff, pick up the rental car and hit the road. Onward to Pembrookeshire. Hunger kicked in so we stopped at a Little Chef. Now it doesn't take a Gordon Ramsey to work out that if four people sit down for breakfast and two of them order pancakes with bacon, and the other two order and full breakfast that you leave cooking the pancakes to last. Not here they don't. The pancakes arrived first and by the time the full breakfast arrived the pancakes had gone. Better luck next time I guess.
Destination reached (Wolfscastle Country Hotel) Checked in, freshen up then out for a drive was the order of the day. Fishguard here we come. Called for refreshments at the Hope and Anchor (I'd a soft drink as I was driving). Onto the beautiful St Davids. The roads were packed with holiday drivers and a few locals who thought as they lived there it automatically gave them the right of way WRONG! ... As I entered a narrow part of the road with another car up my tail end I proceeded forward when (Wait for it) a women driver came racing past a passing lay by and stopped in the road. I stopped the minute I seen her coming. She wanted me (And the car behind me) to reverse back. I singled to her it would be easier for her to reverse back to the lay by. Which she did after she caught on I wasn't moving. As I past the lay by I thanked her and she returned my compliment by giving me some agro. I ignored it of course but my pit bull in the back seat took the bait and got cross snarling and spitting. Headed back to the Wolfscastle via Newgail a beautiful part of Pembrookeshire I have to say.