See the Narbeth post for why we are here. Where?
The town is a delightful mix of nostalgia for end of railway line holiday destination, rows of Edwardian digs, sandy beaches with castles, ice creams, a bit of tat but no bare skin and loud shouty “tired” men, very little smell of fast food, and residents dressed tastefully, with upmarket independents was well as pedestrianised High Street names. A Coffee 1 would be good, but apart from that – perfect, despite wearing the wrong (not cool enough) shirts!
Hot weather on the way, and we don’t like it. We generally don’t stop, there’s…
Three months into playing in the tunnel, what is it looking like? https://youtu.be/L9Da85uCQUQ?is=4wKPIP_pLAxEz5gp
The time is late afternoon, the date is early May, after some heavy rain and…
Our wild flower meadow and orchard is a riot of colour and activity from the…
and the Turkey is already fat! But rather incongruously she is in the garden! Not…