I spent the past week in rural Wales. The last time I visited I was just eighteen years old, with a heavy rucksack on my back, a leaky tent for sleeping in and a very worn pair of hiking shoes for ...

I’d never tasted a Welsh cake until I went to St Dogmaels local producers’ market for the BBC, some years back. I had them hot off the griddle with butter. They’re fragile and melting and much better ...