Being born on April Fools’ Day, the annual reminder of my birth, was softened by the fact that my birthday often fell in the Easter holidays, thus thankfully avoiding the majority of pranks I could have endured at school. The fact that the maternity ward at Cardigan Hospital closed a few years after my birth, did however, provide hilarious opportunity for my family to blame my apparent arrival for the ward to finally shut for good!
RICH HISTORY
Like a lot of British coastal towns around the UK, Cardigan, at the most southern point of Ceredigion in West Wales, has had a rollercoaster ride of its own. Whilst many places have slipped into seemingly permanent decline, Cardigan - or Aberteifi - is a story of rebirth.
I grew up in Cardigan, taking it entirely and utterly for granted. Surrounded by unspoilt beauty, beach after rugged beach, situated in magnificent isolation on the border where Pembrokeshire and Ceredigion meet. The town sits proudly at the mouth of the River Teifi, with Cardigan
