...a rather lovely park where Dylan Thomas played and commemorated in a poem?

Sorry! It's a park! Except I'm not sorry as it is a rather sweet park and my lover and I had a lovely time wandering around listening to the birds and admiring the flower beds and features.

We also watched a few minutes of bowling -Wonderfully elegant and skilled and so very British somehow. I was especially impressed by the beautifully elegant shorts worn by one older gentleman and the panama hats all round...

The park is rather more 'managed' than in Thomas' days and the fenced-off bits seem very late twentieth and twenty-first century to me. It's good to have protected bits of nature, but I do also miss the mini-wildernesses that were available to me as a child in the sixties and seventies.