Oh, the power of folklore. I was brought up in Cilfynydd, near Pontypridd. A mountain/very large hill rose behind the village and high on it was a spring which everyone called Paddy’s Well. I was told it got its name because St Patrick passed that way and drank from it. No doubt there are as many Paddy’s Wells as there are places where Queen Elizabeth slept!
Anyway, on this St Patrick’s Day, here’s an article all about him.
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