Wholly holy

Not far away but never blipped, St Gwyndaf's well  is just south on the ancient church, named for the same saint, in the coastal hamlet of Llanwnda. The place is said to have been a pitstop for pilgrims on the way to St David's, the church and the well offering different forms of refreshment. On days as hot as this one was the well's shady glade would have offered welcome  relief to the sunburnt and the stream issuing from the spring a chance to cool aching feet.

Official  description of the well:
"A stone chamber constructed over a stone lined "leat-like" stream. It appears to be a covered well consisting of a large capping stone, circa 1.5m x 0.8m and 0.35m thick, supported at its northeast corner by a large cubic boulder and elsewhere by a 1.40m high drystone wall. The well is open at its north side where the water flows out, whilst on its east side it is also open where there is a kerb stone or step down into the water filled chamber. Although this monument has a capstone covering a chamber and can also be described as cist-like it is most definitely not prehistoric, at least in its present form."

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The word holy has become associated in my mind with the verse in Eli Jenkins' prayer in Under Milk Wood that starts 
We are not wholly good or bad 
Who live our lives under Milk Wood.
No surprise really to find if you google the words of the Eli Jenkins' prayer the first hit is one where exactly that mistake has been made, holy substituted for wholly: We are not holy, good or bad...
I wonder how long it will take for this confusion to become fixed.