'Aunt Ada with a candy floss.'
'Our Emily paddling.'
'This is your Uncle Fred being buried in the sand by little Jemima.'
'This is uncle Fred after first aid treatment for sunburn.' (We honestly didn't mean to forget him.)
You know the sort of thing. Well, there will be nothing like that but, if you're doubtful, give this blog a miss.
Chris and I spent a few days in north-west Wales on the Lleyn peninsula or, to be more precise, a cottage in Porthdinallaen near the village of Morfa Nefyn. The weather was glorious, the coastline spectacular and the wild flowers prolific.
Looking down on 'our' bay. We were in the white cottage with buildings
on either side. The heat haze is obvious. 8 June, 2018