Mellow mallow

Dipped down to St David's to see some Oxford friends before they return home tomorrow, then scooted up to the old fishing village of Porthgain for chips and whitebait at the pub.
The harbour,  embraced by its massive walls, once saw ocean-going  ships queuing up to take on road stone that was quarried from the sea cliffs nearby. The little white building on the right of the image was the harbour master's billet. I was pleased to see that tree mallows are thriving having spread across from a few plants beside the lime kiln on the back of the quay.

On the right, out of the picture, are the huge, derelict brick hoppers into which the graded stones were deposited before being  dropped into the ships' holds. Finally I get the opportunity to add (1st extra) a late entry to Arachne's Advent Calendar: a brick arch revealing more derelict brickwork above. (The place is a bricklover's delight!)

Son's homemade bao for supper (Chinese filled steamed dumplings - second extra), the yeast dough as soft and yielding as marshmallow - a confection originally made with the mucilaginous juice of the mallow plant...