PETER JACKSON

THEY stood outside a 7th century church perched above St Bride’s Bay for hours on Friday, the old Lions united in love for one of their own whose like they will not see again.
Peter Morgan devoted the second half of his colourful life to fixing everyday problems in his community that it seemed only natural his funeral coincided with a miraculous change in the weather, from lashing rain to a sky of heavenly blue.
It made the occasion all the more unforgettable, the sunshine bringing a sparkle to the sea far below and a glistening grandeur to the Pembrokeshire coas...