How can one grow up near Wales, have holidays and day trips there and yet never discover its highest waterfall? Our Platypus neighbours have long been promising us a trip to a waterfall, and we naively imagined some trivial trickle. But this is the result of our adventure. Find it on a map if you can, it's called Pistyll Rhaedr (I think) and no ignorant giggles from the English please.......
Looking up/ looking down.
We have had a super two weeks with Miss P who seems to have recovered from her travels now and can actually get out of bed in the mornings not too late. We have valued the time together as who knows if it will ever happen again with the new horizons that may open in front of her. We take her to Rugby and her new address on Saturday. More postings when I get the photos from her camera...
Wednesday, 21 September 2011
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