Get out of bed, run down the stairs, open the door to the kitchen and say hello. The breakfast was really lovely, thank you. Run out and see old men walking around with poppies and medals on their jackets. The men sang and the town followed. After this quit impressive moment I went to the laundrette and was told heart warming stories by this mum and het daughter. Here in Rhayader there is quit a bit of 'stove heat'.