Just before we left England we had a special night out with Cynthia and John and their son and daughter, Alan and Catherine. Catherine had come to St Davids to visit her nan (my Aunty Eirwen) while we were there. This time we congregated at the Essex, the local pub. It was lovely because both Catherine and Alan had travelled from London to be with us, and had to return by train that night.
Here we are, gathering beneath umbrellas.
Ladies to the left of me,
gentlemen to the right. It made me realise that I do miss having family around me. I loved it in St Davids when I'd meet one of the aunts out shopping - I have never done that before.
I loved meeting the Aunts up the pub! Been such a long time since I've had "family" around too...
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