Wakey wakey

Superb day - battered and bathed in every type of weather. Set out on a 'gentle' walk up Moel Siabod, turned out to be a right old slog! Knees performed brilliantly which is really pleasing. Earned at least 3 pints, the third of which I'm currently enjoying.

The W word crept into my thoughts today but only fleetingly; fortunately it disappeared as swiftly as it had appeared. A signal that this holiday is well and truly doing its job.

I must apologise for an appalling misuse of tense in yesterday's blip blurb - I constantly tell the kids to read through their work. I should practise what I preach.

The picture? A mallard. The trail? A wake. Something I learnt today. Okay okay, I should have known that.

The last two nights, we've found ourselves in a terrace of D of E tents...this is not the first time we've returned to the campsite to find tents a bit too close for comfort...at least give us space to get out of the damn door!