So, we got back from last week's camping trip to the Gower, and as the washing machine spun I was lucky enough to celebrate another birthday in the company of my wonderful family, before packing up the car again for a trip to West Wales.
I'll be honest.
The weather wasn't great.
I really wanted to spoil the little people with a trip to Caldey Island.
Due to the gale force winds forecast there were no boats leaving Tenby Harbour.
We made promises of a campfire and toasted marshmallows on our second night.
The downpour put heed to that plan.
The honest truth.
We enjoyed fish and chips at Saunderfoot.
We trawled the beach for seashells at Tenby.
We made friends at Trevayne Farm.
And Mr J got to visit a few mid-week car-boot sales.
No-one (apart from me) really cared about the weather.
And it was only because of my stinking cold that I felt fed up.
We are spent.
We have two INSET days, and the disruption of the NATO summit next week to ensure we ease our way back into the school year at the pace which has become true of the holidays.
But for this week, we are thankful and already looking forward to our next.
Which obviously leaves our word of the week as:
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