“… don’t know, got up late, just showered….”

Sandie..”there’s a craft fayre at Elan Valley, d’ya wanna go?”

Answer, “YES”!
But first things first, and sausage sandwiches (with brown sauce, natch!), need to be organised.

And enjoyed, despite the squally weather, howling gale, and the spray from Cabon Coch overtopping.
And the Craft Fayre? Excellent, small but beautifully formed, and did we spend? Natch!

Harry

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