Pererindod

Pictured, The Sun at Llanengan as it is these days after its minor refurb to bring it into line with the current Robinson's corporate image a while back. However, mercifully, the pub itself has not been messed around with, and retains pretty much the same interior and old-school atmosphere that it always did from the very first days of our own patronage, some forty-four years ago. My parents had come down for a holiday with us and were staying at our then first proper, owned-by-us-home in Gerlan. Dad had just taken delivery of a new car and we headed down Pen Llŷn for a day by the sea. Having stopped at various places down the coast en route, we fetched up at the beach at Porth Ceiriad; always popular with surfers, these days.

Much as it has been today, the weather was scorching - it was high summer then, rather than June, though - and by the time we made our way back to the village of Llanengan we were frankly frazzled and in dire need of a drink, so we hied forthwith to The Sun; which is as its namesake, the fixed point around which the village revolves to this day. The four of us stood at the bar and ordered four cold lagers which were downed summarily by us all; the general concensus being that it was just like the bar scene at the end of the film "Ice Cold in Alex". Ever since that day, the association remains for me, and it's comforting to have that frankly rather trivial continuity between the present and a lifetime ago, given the frantic turmoil outwith this other 'Achub' in the ancient peninsula of Llŷn...