Saturday 25 October 2008

It is a happy thing when friends visit.


While most of the rest of you were busy at Rhinebeck, Meg and I crossed the whole of Wales (not really) saw some escaped sheep, who were happily munching the flowers in someone's garden (that part is true) and had a close encounter with big rocks, of which there is evidence.

Apparently Victorians were fond of picnicking atop the capstone of Pentre Ifan, though they'd have had to stand on the shoulders of servants in order to get up there. Not having servants with us that day, Meg wisely chose to remain on the ground.

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