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24th September 2011 saw the Great British Cheese Festival come around once more to the great landscape of Cardiff Castle. What a spectacular venue for a glorious event.

My mum, sister and I tend to go to this magnificent festival at least every other year, sometimes every year. This year we also decided to take my wonderful niece and nephew.

Luckily we arrived early, just as the big wooden doors opened revealing the wondrous sight of peaks rising up from all the tents, the colours and aromas from the flower and herb stall and the magical sounds of the music being played on the bandstand.

We headed straight for the main market hall tent, luckily it was fairly quiet which allowed us a preliminary walk around before we selected our purchases. The twins enjoyed trying the cheese my niece enjoying them slightly more than my nephew, taking a great liking to a hard goat’s cheese.

I purchased a Boksburg Blue and three Snowdonia Cheese, the black bomber, amber mist, and green thunder, as my sister bought three as well we had an extra cheese to share between us and chose the bouncing berry. Quickly making an escape from the tent when it started to get crowded, we grabbed some chairs and had a sit down and a drink in the beautiful sunshine, taking it in turns to watch the twins as they had a wail of a time running around the place.

I escaped for a short while into the farmer’s market tent. Here sold different types of produce ranging from ciders and wines to Ice cream and fudge. I bought some delicious coffee fudge, a lovely venison joint stuffed with garlic and mushrooms along with some gorgeous pates; I quickly had to escape before parting with any more of my money.

It was time for a bite to eat and I decided on a mouth watering pie from the Pieminister. I chose a veggie pie called Heidi Pie which contains Sweet Potato, goat’s cheese, spinach, red onion and roasted garlic served with gravy. Well what can I say it was delightful and really hit the spot for the journey home!! Just need to get a Pieminister shop in South Wales now as the nearest one is Bristol.

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