St Teilo's church, St Fagans

As dictated by my friend S:

'We went to St Fagans and were overwhelmed by the décor in the tiny Catholic church. Then we had lunch of Welsh rarebit, with Pembrokeshire ham, and Welsh tea in odd cups with very strange "spoons". We're out for crispy duck in somebody's living room this evening. The weather is considerably warmer than on the Isle of Man'.

I'm not writing any more because S says that this should not be an essay.

Exercise today: walking 6,287 steps by late afternoon.