What Younger Son forgot to say was to take the motorway going west. Not east. Go to Neath not Port Talbot.
But I was on automatic pilot and having looked up Dyffryn Clydach on google maps I knew it was exactly next to the big road and just after Aberdulais. Except of course it turned out it wasn't.
'Dyffryn Clydach is an area not a place,' YS explained after we'd taken a second four mile detour and I was complaining that none of the road signs pointed to it. But we got there in the end, there being a willow weaving and woodworking workshop that Younger Son had organised in his role as events manager for Actif Woods.
Nuora, Grandson4 and I were joining him as it's his birthday and he had to work, having worked all weekend as well.
It was a glorious day and after taking GrandSon for a walk in the woods I joined in the activity.
|My slightly lopsided heart|
|Birthday Boy making a spatula.|
|A nice wall in the woods.|
|Mango and raspberry meringue with mascarpone cream, made by Nuora|