In the morning, I fixed myself a cup of tea and woke up slowly. Breakfast was fresh fruit and cereal. Wynford's daughter appeared, waking late after a costume party where the theme was the Flintstones - how fun! Wynford and I said goodbye to her and headed off by car through the surrounding Rhondda Valley. There were terraced houses everywhere; the doors and window frames were a multitude of colors, all stacked neatly in rows. We talked about the different terms for housing like townhouse...

Another night of sound sleep and I was refreshed. Nina made some fresh toast from home-made bread with butter and jam while I showered and packed my things. I actually tried a bit of marmite on one slice! It wasn't as horrible as everyone says, but it was very salty. William, Nina, Pookey and I all piled into the car for a drive to the beach. After stopping to apply fly ointment to Romeo and Chili, we were on our way. There was a HUGE castle, Bamburgh Castle, once the capital of Northumbr...