We teased our friends by saying that our holiday would be on a far-away island. The Maldives, perhaps? No, Anglesey, off the northwestern tip of Wales. Mentally far-away, that is: but by train, it is only three and a half hours to Bangor, where we hired a car. Two mighty 19th-century bridges span the Menai Straits, with the fearsome currents known as the Swellies (regarded by Nelson as one of the greatest of all tests of seamanship).
Clive Aslet
Anglesey: la dolce vita in north Wales
It’s an outdoors place, with puffins, basalt stacks and beaches of what might be mistaken for Caribbean sand
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