Returning from a wonderful weekend in North Wales ... we drove across the middle of the Principality in bright sunshine. The roads were empty and the hills were alive with the sound of maa-ing. We emerged into civilisation at Tretower and Crickhowell before crossing into England. We wondered why anyone thinks it ever rains there.
Eventually we returned to the Duchy where we found a positive harvest of vegetables awaiting us. Some people put such things into local village competitions but we will just settle in for healthy meal of ... hmmm! ... I hope we can find some serious protein somewhere.
