As it turns out, you only have to cross the border from England into Wales for your shoulders to drop and to instantly feel calmer and more relaxed. That’s a bold statement having travelled for five hours here with two small children in the car from south London, isn’t it?
A few more hours (granted, good moods are wearing slightly thin at this point) and we reach Pembrokeshire, where we make a rainy pitstop in Narbeth. For a small town in the middle of Wales that happened to be a…

