Aberffraw, 911 AD
Aberffraw, 911 ADOlwen gratefully took the small leather purse bulging with silver coins from her mother and agreed to stroll around the market. Her solicitous parent insisted that they were sure to find items for her marriage trousseau. She was thankful for her mother’s caring nature and receptive to her advice. With the wedding in the offing, she needed as much attention as possible to deflect her anxieties.
In a remarkably carefree mood, Olwen ambled arm in arm with her mother until they came to the stone water trough, a favourite seat for beggars hoping to scrounge the odd coin from a generous marketgoer. Perched on the edge of the basin was a woman of indeterminate age since she had pulled a grey shawl tightly over her head and shoulders. Little could be seen of he
