A gorgeous, frosty morning. I’m currently getting fuck all sleep (that’s the medical quantification) because F seems to think that 3am - 5am is Party time. I’d have been inclined to agree with her about 10 years ago but not now. A side effect of this is that I’m about ten times as scatty as usual. It’s like my brain cannot hold more than two scraps of useless info at any point and any useful or important information just gets chucked into the “fuck this” pile. Any advice? I’ll forget it immediately, but I’d like to hear it!
Dawn breaks on the summit of Aran Fawddy - I must admit that although I’ve been in and around the mountains of snowdonia for a lot of years this was one summit I’d not set on - I wasn’t disappointed and I will be back to visit 👌
The view from the car window on the way home from shopping this morning...I really do live in the most stunning part of N Wales. I see part of this Snowdonia Mountain Range from my kitchen window too, so I’m doubly blessed. It’s nearly a year ago that we moved from SW France to N Wales, and I’m often asked if I miss France - well the answer is no, not yet. It’s been a funny old year, I lost my mum after she had a stroke, we went through the winter with no boiler or heating, we are still unpacking boxes....nearly finished, and I published my first solo book. I’ve travelled with some fabulous companies to some amazing far-flung places, and I’ve worked with some lovely brands...so no, no time to miss France and we can always go back for a holiday! There was snow on top of the mountains near our home this morning and it’s been very cold but crisp, bright and dry.