My memory
seems to tell me that the weather in September was not too bad
as weather goes but the evidence here seems to refute that. Is
it because of my new rose-tinted prescription glasses or am I
just getting old and decrepid? It has to be the glasses, surely!
What is certain is that the reservoir is full to the brim and
its waters are rippling down this shute. My late Mum, who was
a great one for fun, would have found this very inviting and would
have had vivid pictures in her mind of sliding down and plunging
into the pool at the bottom. The waters of Llyn Brianne at its
best always looks deep blue and cold, probably because it is just
that - deep and cold.