Where I Go in My Dreams (Part 21)

In which The Author continues where he left off

(No, don't worry – you haven't missed a bit. The rest of the recurring and/or bizarre dreams which make up this occasional series can be found in my old Wordpress blog.)

Anyway, this is a place which has turned up several times, but which I'd forgotten about until this morning's rather strange sequence of dreams. In common with several places I dream about fairly regularly, this pub doesn't exist in the real Aberdare (and never has, as far as I can tell). However, it definitely should, to judge from the way my subconscious mind paints it.

It's on the northern bank of the River Cynon, some distance upstream from Llwydcoed, but a fairly easy walk from the village itself along a pleasant country lane. In fact, you could probably get there from Gelli Isaf, if you crossed the stone tramroad bridge north of the little row of cottages and followed the track from there.

It's a big old building, divided into several large rooms, and probably has substantial living quarters above the public area. It has a well-equipped function room, although I've never been there when anything is going on, a decent-sized restaurant, and a cosy bar with a good crowd of customers every time I call in. There's also a large beer garden overlooking the river, which must be great in the summer, as it would get the sun all day and late into the evening.

I've no idea what the pub is called, but the main reason I go there in my dreams is because (unlike some many pubs in Aberdare) it actually has decent WiFi provision. Go figure …