~News Paper Article~

Like the Scarlet Pimpernel, they seek him here, they seek there. But the phantom bard of the Seven Stars at Aberedw who according to a rival poet Stalks the pub at midnight has managed to escape detection.
With the closure of the Inn on the death of the licensee, Mrs Bertha Lloyd, Aberedw has become a dry village. The pub is boarded up, and an application has been made to convert the building into three houses.But a mystery poet is fighting back. Over the past few months poems appealing for a wealthy man to buy the pub and keep it going mysteriously appeared on the shutter door and windows.Leagend has it that Prince Llywelyn the Last took refuge in a cave near Aberedw before his death at Cilmery near Builth, and his name has been invoked, with reference to the story that shoes were put on his horse back to front to delude his pursuers.

One verse reads:
if our dear Prince should now ride by
You would see a tear drop from his eye
No pub, no beer, no smithy sound
To shoe his horse the wrong way round

Poem three promised to be the finale, reading:

This is the last its got to stop
No more writing this tommy rot
I have been rumbled I have heard say
By man who lives not far away
But he wont tell, I have no fear
Hes a godly man and quite sincere.

And sure enough there was support from the Godly man referred to, the Vicar, the Rev. Alan Charters, who told the express the pub had been a centre for the village, and local people now had to go four miles to Erwood or Builth for a drink. He commended: I echo the sentiments of the poet. We hope somebody will come and buy it.
                The pub closed two years ago. It was previously run by Tom and Bertha Lloyd, and when Tom dies Bertha kept the Inn going until her own death when she was in her 80s. Mr Charters said he was fairly new to the village, and had not known Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd, but added: They are legends. Bertha had been church organist for 65years.
                Asked the identity of the phantom Edw bard, Mr. Charters possibly with an eye to a free plug said mysteriously: All will be revealed at the Aberedw Flower Festival at the end of august.
                Though the Edw bard had signed a farewell at Christmas time, he did a reprise in the New Year, answering a rival poet who suggested the villagers themselves should raise money to buy the pub.
                But local builder Malcolm Gartery, whose mother runs the village post office, said that because of the amount of work that needs to be done to the pub he did not think this was economically feasible.
                Mr Gartery, like other villagers, is sad that the pub, which acted as a social centre for the community, closed, and commend, I think its terrible. Unless there is something on in the village we dont see anybody from one weeks end to the other.
                Mrs Dilys Davies, who runs the shop in Aberedw, agreed, saying: I wish they would do something about it. It looks a sorry sight. It will never be the same. Weve always known it as the Seven Stars.

                But, despite the bards best efforts, unless Prince Llywelyn makes a personal intervention- preferably with the cash it seems that the Stars at

Aberedw may be Dimmed for ever.