To find a tree

Go to a forest. 

Bob, who lives round the back, was telling Husband that, as a volunteer with Clyne Valley Community Project, he had been helping clear the orchard of 150 fruit trees. 

That there was an orchard in the woods was news to us, and we thought we'd walked just about every inch of it in the past umpteen years of dog-walking. According to Bob, via Husband, you go left just after the lake and follow the path. So, as it was a lovely afternoon, Husband and I set out to do that. 

We turned left after the lake and followed the path. And followed it and followed it until Husband's foot hurt. Not a fruit tree to be seen.

We were making our way back down to the main path when Husband said, "I wonder if Bob meant right? He said the turning was about eleven metres after the lake, which is a very precise and strange measurement when you think of it."

So we went back to the lake, and sure enough, about eleven metres after it there was a turning to the right signposted:

It looks as though the clearing is at an early stage.

But we did spot the last few remaining apples.

And a couple of fungi.

Whether it was Bob's mistake (or surely not Husband's?) we had a lovely walk, and on returning home I tried unsuccessfully to find out the history of the orchard. From the sign I'm guessing it was planted in 2014 but Kate remains a mystery. However while googling for said history I somehow came upon this rather wonderful newspaper cutting about the opening of a new library in Morriston. From July 1906:

I also spotted this:

And I remembered what it was that had led me to this page at all. Today Clyne Valley is very beautiful and a wonderful place to walk but it has an industrial past, with the railway, brickworks, arsenic works, and mining happening.