The school holidays are at an end and while I'm looking forward to the odd moment or two of peace and quiet, I'm not quite ready to return to the old routine of school runs and stricter bedtimes. The boys don't really believe in lie-ins so our days haven't started any later but they've most certainly been a lot lazier.
As weird as it is wonderful and as eerie as it is beautiful, the village of Portmeirion is one of the strangest places I've ever visited. I felt as though I'd stumbled on to a film or TV set ... horror, Miss Marple, period drama, I just don't know. Don't get me wrong, we had a brilliant day there, and I wholeheartedly recommend that you go, but, it's a touch odd. It's a folly, a facade, a tourist attraction ... a village that's not really a village but is a village. It's surreal.
On Sunday, we headed to Erddig for the annual apple festival with the Mini Travellers gang on a bit of #UKexplore team day out, husbands and children included! Having been grey and overcast the previous day, we were so surprised to wake up to the bluest of skies. Wellies and coats were happily left at home as we skipped out of the door and drove along the winding Welsh roads to one of our favourite National Trust properties.