When bestselling novelist Lulu Taylor was looking for an island setting for her new book, she made for her first love – Pembrokeshire
When my children were very young, I knew exactly what kind of summer holidays I wanted for them. I didn’t see the point in going abroad, with all the faff and stress. It had to be a traditional British seaside holiday, with sandy plimsolls, stiff breezes, card games on rainy afternoons and beach cricket. Ideally, there would be freezing seas, crashing waves, banks of slimy seaweed and that salty smell, as well as the careful inspection of rock pools, wet sand squishing through toes, and the feeling of barnacles under bare feet. Sunshine would, of course, be lovely, as would cheery blue skies and the occasional hot day, but you can’t be too greedy. When I was young, at Easter we used to go to Snowdonia. I associated Wales with slate, mountains, cold streams and cowpats, stiff walks, grey skies and beaches covered in stones. So when a family friend...
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