Is this Wales?

We spent a couple of nights in mid-Wales over the weekend: walking, sightseeing and relaxing. Then getting sunburned before suffering from sunstroke, in my case, hence our return to Bristol a day earlier than expected.

But there were some surreal aspects of our weekend stay. On our way there, dead by the side of the road near Llandovery, we saw a wallaby. We were both sure it was a wallaby, anyway, as it had the rabbity head and thick body, hind legs and tail of a kangaroo, and was definitely not a deer.

Then, the next morning as we were eating our breakfast in Cwm Rhaeadr, a peacock pecked by us, and stayed close to our van for the next couple of hours. By the picnic tables, set upon rotting stumps, were bizarre little porcelain tableaux of miniature houses with gnomes and mushrooms.
Is this really Wales? And why were these fairy homes there?


:o)