High point

In more than one sense, this photo represents a high point in the last few days. The Dingli Cliffs are at the highest point in Malta, and we’d walked there from the fascinating area where deep parallel ruts in the limestone rock suggests intense activity such as hauling sledges loaded with stone for building walls or whatever - a lovely local woman guided us to caves and Punic tombs among which she had played as a child after the war.

And of course it’s a high point that the sun shone on us all day, and we peeled off the layers of garments that our unbelief had led us to wear and walked along lanes surrounded by gold and purple flowers in fields and sprouting from limestone walls. We visited catacombs in Rabat and walked through the extraordinary walled city of Mdina.

A good day.