Gunnera

Giant leaves at a place so special I want to keep it a secret.

We packed up the tents after an interesting but restful night (boys tossing and turning, ending up diagonally across the groundsheet as the morning sun baked us slowly inside). The sun disappeared for a while so we headed for the butterflies at Pili Palace and then the most beautiful gardens ever. Loaded with cake and coffee we set back. I'm afraid poor AKHF drove and I couldn't help doze off lulled by Radio 4.

Back to Formby after dumping some soggy gear and mv to do some work. Mrs P was waiting to hear our tales. She will have to see this garden.