Sunday morning snowy walking at the top of Moelwyn Bach. A pair of size 10 or 11 footsteps had beaten us to it. Views stretched a few metres into the low cloud. We played Frisbee all the way up and all the way down; Molly has endless reserves of energy.
Lovely to find your blog. I am Andrew Campbell's nephew and spent many childhood holidays there and visited often until his death. I remember the house in all its various states from when he first bought it. I haven't been there since his funeral and you have brought back many memories. Thanks.
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