Edward Jones, better known as Ned the Jockey, lived in one of the roadside cottages a little way out of Llanidloes on the Newtown road, within Edward Hamer's own memory. One night he was coming home late and walked straight into a troop of fairies at their games. They were not pleased to be disturbed.
They asked him to leave, politely enough, and offered him a choice of how to go: by a high wind, a middle wind, or a low wind. Ned made up his mind quickly and chose the high wind. The moment he said it he was whisked up high into the air, going so fast that he lost all sense of where he was. He only came to himself when he hit the ground, dropped into the middle of a garden near Ty Gough on the Bryndu road, many miles from where he had started.
Ned would swear to this in the most solemn way whenever he told it. The man who passed the story on to Hamer had his own proof: there was not the slightest sign of anyone having walked into that garden, and yet there Ned was in the middle of it. Whether he had been drinking was not recorded.
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