Greetings from North Wales.

We had a lovely journey up via the Brecon Beacons to Northop Hall where we had been expected the previous day. (No, Pat had phoned to say that our coming was somewhat delayed.)

It rained, though. Lots. And it hasn't really stopped. It's turned into that fine drizzle that lasts for months on end.

Tomorrow a friend is getting married. Whoopppppeeeeeeee !

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