The Prince of Wales Pub

Enjoyed a relaxing conversation with an elderly man breathlessly struggling up a narrow wynd in the town. We were both slow as I too can be thought of as elderly (in years only!) and always enjoy a chat with strangers.This lad was a painter and decorator and is almost sure we are passing the spot  where The Prince of Wales Pub used to be. As we talked  I caught an enjoyment of his fallible memory and snatched a photo.