One Sunday Frances and I walked to the shop to get the paper.
We walked the cliff tops from Caerfai to Carbwdy (which is where I had previously been Seashore Foraging)
then walked along a lane to the main road. It was good to be reminded that others had to work.
From the service station cum news agency cum General Store we could look back on the harvesting farm.
Another Sunday David, Frances and Cairo took me to Marloes, a favourite beach of theirs and one I don't remember ever going to before.
The variety of rock formations here is astounding.
And the pools just cry out to be played in.
Couldn't help but think of Petra here
and lunch here.
Along the track to the car.
and stop at Broad Haven for the paper this time.
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