The Lion, Llandinam

From time to time, we like to leave Aberystwyth, if only to laugh at the identical High Streets out east, or maybe to marvel at their private sector businesses.

If we’re going to Shrewsbury, we’ll be eating in Shrewsbury, but sometimes a late start can combine with early hungry¬†an hour from Aber.

Llanidloes has much to commend it – Evans’ chip shop, two Indians, the eccentric Lloyds – but otherwise it’s a desert out there.

So it was with a sense of excitement and relief that we fell into the Lion of Llandinam.

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