...with lashings of lemonade and ice cream...gawjussss.
And with a little drum roll, here is my first ever mosaic-in-a-blog-post moment. I present you with...Wales...ta dah!!!
And my second mosaic (I know, I know, I'm getting carried away now) is of the lovely beach at Harlech:
It was just lovely - lots of rock pooling, paddling, eating sand (strictly for the under-twos) and dune jumping. The only thing I'll say that's remotely negative about a sandy beach is...blooming heck, doesn't sand get everywhere? We got out of the car after we'd been to the beach to find two little piles of sand either side of where each bottom had been on the seats - it had just emptied out of our pockets while we were sitting there.
(Mind you, neither Mr N nor I is the most enthusiastic of car cleaners, so piles of sand was really the tip of the iceberg in terms of general crud in the car. It's now looking all nice and shiny on the drive after I made Mr N take it to be valeted - a once-in-a-while treat - I know how to live).
After we left Harlech we drove across Wales, in all its glory, to Herefordshire. Beautiful as it was, this journey didn't take two and a half hours, as promised by Google Maps, but instead lasted four and a half, so the mood in the car wasn't entirely chipper when we finally arrived, but my dad's is so lovely and peaceful that we soon had our holiday heads on again.