I’ve been trying a bit of detective work over the last few weeks, to find out who might have been throwing away the ‘rubbish’ that I’ve been digging up as treasure in the garden of my home, Coed Gwydr. I’ve been to the Caernarfon Record office, on the ancestery websites and to the incredibly atmospheric Nantperis graveyard. I did some rubbings of the gravestones yesterday, one of which (the one which turns out to be very significant in my detective story) was not legible until I’d done the impression of it.

 What I’ve discovered makes, I think, for an amazing story....