While I was discussing Gordon Brown's troubles with my nan on Friday evening, she told me something that I'd never known before,
Apparently, on a holiday up to see the Welsh side of my family when I was four years old, my great grandad took me to see David Lloyd George's grave at Llanystumdwy. It obviously made a massive impression as I can't remember it at all and can hardly remember my great granddad as he died when I was six. But having a great granddad who thought that a good day trip for a four year old would be to visit the grave of a former Prime Minister who'd been dead for thirty years probably explains a lot about me.
When I'm next up there, I'd like to visit it properly, mark that with my ascent of Tryfan as things to do.
Photo: Lloyd George's grave, cc copyright Alan Fryer
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