FLIGHT TO GOWER
AS WE STOOD on the long finger of sand extending out from the rocks, waves gently lapping at our feet and the early afternoon sun warming our faces, it was hard to believe we were in Wales at the end of November.
Then again, given the way of the world right now, it was hard to believe that we were anywhere other than at home.
At a time when travel is very much a luxury, we would have settled for simply being away – to be blessed with weather better suited to spring was a real bonus.
There had been a few options on where to go in the running, but the very mention of medieval castles, ancient shipwrecks and smugglers’ caves was enough to tip the scales in favour of a weekend in the Gower.
Needless to say, our son, Harrison, was even more excited than usual
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