Better late than never

The Llangollen canal may be beautiful, and thrilling, and Welsh, but it ain’t great on mobile internet reception. So, although we passed through the lovely little village of Marbury twice, I didn’t get a chance to mention it.

Marbury, home to The Swan, a fine PH.

Marbury, home to The Swan, a fine PH.

Marbury is described in our guidebook as “one of those ‘quietest places under the sun’ that we all dream of retiring to”. And, indeed, when sat in the churchyard looking out over the Big Mere, I thought I could quite happily never work again. (To be fair, it’s not the only time that’s crossed my mind in the last couple of months.)

Anyway, to cut to the chase. Marbury is nice enough, it has a decent pub (they remembered me when we popped in again ten days after our first visit!) but the real reason I like it is because it reminds me of Lord John Marbury. If you’ve never had the pleasure, allow me to present his lordship:

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