Womanby Street gets into the groove |
Melancholy Wales. Weeping Wales. Free-thinking Wales.
And Cardiff, its cordial center, a catchy chorus of a British song.
City of glorious independent traders selling vintage skates next to tomes of Anna Akhmatova poetry, and bookshops with guest gothic comic books and vinyl. Home of Spillers, "the oldest record store in the world".
Attacking the quotidian with groovy graffiti and an Animal Wall...
Soundtrack: Dying on the Vine by John Cale.
The Cardiff Fashion Quarter salutes the wandering visitor in style |
Grab a goats cheese and walnut baguette at Sophie's |
Arcades offer entertainment on a rainy day |
Spillers: Spilling the beans on the best new acts since 1894 |
Twilight castle... |
...and fairytale gardens |
King of modesty: The Arab castle quarters |
An angel to watch over me |
Night-time stroll around the Millenium Stadium |
Not afraid of the big bad wolf |
Chillout coffee at Barker... |
...opposite wide-eyed stalkers... |
...and scary pets |
Dexby Townhouse: A home-away-from-home on Cathedral Road |
A walk on the mild side - Cathedral Road |
Bute Park: Nature in bloom |
Parc Bute: Life like a painting |
Attacking urban routine - The Animal Wall |
Kellys Records: Pumping up the beat at Central Market's first floor balcony |
Cardiff Central Market: Vintage books, polka-dot ribbons and fresh fish |
Wales Millenium Center: Keeping brainless waterfront entertainment at bay |
Cardiff Bay: Melancholy monochrome |
Still got the blues at the pier... |
...but there's always a cachaca fiesta at Las Iguanas |
Troutmark: book-loving master of the Castle Arcade |
A cool kid's hideaway: From Akhmatova to punk rock |
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