We went down to Cardiff and Port Talbot on Sunday/Monday. We were supposed to have gone on Saturday, but G had lost his voice because he had a cold. Visit was therefore postponed one day.
We had a very pleasant time. Arrived about 3 pm on Saturday. G took a box of work to do (he doesn't really do socialising!), but I went for a nice walk round Roath Park with our daughter and grand-daughter. Lounged around and nattered with Ali and played with Erin, who can now walk and says a few words. She is so cute. :)
Next morning after a leisurely breakfast we drove to our son's house in Port Talbot. Another walk, this time to the beach and this time G came too. Then lunch, more nattering and looking at the photo album of the wedding, finally headed back home.
I know it's a long drive (3½ hours), but I shouldn't be this tired. Either I still haven't caught up with last week or I'm going down with the cold. (Crosses fingers that it's a cold I've already had because I seem to have had a whole string of colds this winter and don't want another one.)
Our daughter Ali with little Erin.
Though busy, Roath Park has some pretty corners.
I was going to go out today and take photos of bluebells, but I succumbed to the tiredness and instead stayed inside.
I did at least manage to go right through all the stuff piled in the in-tray, so that is nicely under control and I know there's nothing nasty lurking waiting to pounce.
Now I just need to put all the boxes of files back into the car ready for tomorrow and buy something to eat.
Off now to the Co-op to replenish our supplies.