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I think maybe Chirk was the last place I had sufficient time to look around properly.  As 'twas I had to rush down the drive (I use 'rush' in a very limited sense here.  I was overtaking snails and tortoises, but not that much faster.)  I was almost last back to the coach, arriving breathless and glad that I could walk far enough, fast enough to ( Read more... )

I enjoyed my swim yesterday.  There weren't too many in the pool so I could pootle up and down without having to bother (too much) about whether other people were catching up with me or (harder when swimming on my back, but I like to breathe) whether I was catching up with them (and 'swimming up their backs' - not a good thing for either of us ( Read more... )