Rhossili

 We were at heautifully Rhossili on the hottest day of the year. It was cool with mist swirling everywhere. I had on all the clothes I had in the car at the time. We walked out to view the Worm's Head but could barely see it when we got there, and in minutes we couldn't get a glimpse. Shame. Must have been the only part of GB that wasn't roasting. Back at home, the painters had to stop working on the outside of the house, the roof tiles were actually burning their hands.

This trip was a bit of an experiment to see how I stood up to the long drive and a few nights away, having pretty much full day trips.