I finally have a pair of Crocs.
Not yet though.The real reason I have wanted Crocs is that David and Frances in St Davids swear by them and live in them. There was a memorable morning when I followed Frances around the cliff tops to fetch the Sunday paper and, the path being narrow and requiring concentration, France's Crocs and swishing skirt imprinted on my brain. So now I've got a pair for my own cliff walks.
It's not Caerfai but it is very, very beautiful.