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my mates be in 1,000 years time, and people will think silly goats to have fought and killed one another in those old times. I then rode by Berwyn banks and the horseshoe falls, which are so famed in Allen Raines stories. I crossed the river there and it is truly a pretty sight. Here the railway passes by Berwyn and on the bridge which is quite modern stalactites were forming. I then rode along the hills towards Corwen in Merioneth. I climbed the Barbers hill, I have forgotten its name in Welsh. As I wandered about in the hills, I was happy this is the life for me. I came back to Llangollen, and went in the opposite direction, returning Pen y Bryn farm. About a mile from town, I punctured the bike on a blackberry thorn, I suppose. The shopman who lent it said it was unpuncturable but it wasn't. I had to foot it into Llangollen. On the road I caught up a little mite of a boy with a small home made barrow full of something in bag which he confided to me were leaves and twigs to light the fire, as he walked along the road he confided in me that "dad" had won the D, C, M, in France.He was a nice little kid; Poor little children, what a rotten world it is. You can pick up your daily paper and read any old time of them being illtreated, neglected and murdered by selfish drunk people lower in the scale of creation than hogs. On the other hand one can read of millions of pounds worth of jewels being flashed at "humbug", balls by narrow minded conciets vieing with one another in dress. And then they marvel at such things as Bolshevichs. Leaving Llangollen I went back via Chester where I stayed, a few hours and had a look at Chester city walls which were built by the Romans, for this town was one end of Watling Street.