Memory Lane

We’ve crammed lots of things into Father’s Day including taking a trip down memory lane (for me anyway).

We had a picnic lunch at Llandulas and collected a few pieces of sea glass whilst there. I showed George video footage of him learning to ride his bike at the same picnic spot when he was only three. He couldn’t remember it but it made him laugh to watch himself falling off so many times.

This is a pub that we used to eat lunch at every Sunday when we were children. It’s in a tiny village called LlanfairTH. Great memories.

I hope all you Fathers out there have had a lovely day.

We’re lucky to have someone special that fills that role for George.