Pontypool to Twmbarlwm

Yesterday I did a 15 mile round walk in the company of my sister, her son and her bloke from Pontypool to Twmbarlwm. A lovely day with a plethora of pictures to chose from. It was hard to choose between the 1839 boundary stone, the stripped sheep's skeleton, my sister nicely framed in the bracken blipped mid-pee, or the massive blister I ended up with. This one wins as the colours are gorgeous.
We went on to explore the pubs of Pontypool - my word, the girls are like birds of paradise. I felt distinctly underdressed.