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My husband’s family had been coming here for years – almost a century by the time I showed up – and if no Welsh blood flows through their veins, there’s no doubt that this land has carved a groove through their hearts. And now mine – and, I should add, those of our three children, who have grown up glorying in and enduring the best and worst of a climate where the default setting is rain. In our farmhouse, backed by mountains and overlooking the broad sweep of Cardigan Bay, we have…
