swimmer had now been reincarnated as a runner once more and
was heading towards us, we felt like we knew him by now and
indeed I think he felt the same because we exchanged chummy
pleasantries as he trotted by. He was aiming for the steep path
up the escarpment and we admired his pluck but suddenly he took
off on another path and skirted the top of the lake. We watched
him get smaller and smaller as he got further away until we
could see him no more and we were only able to judge his position
from the clouds of sheep rising like a woolly Mexican wave in
probably won’t be surprised to know that we unanimously
decided to forego the pleasure of climbing the steep path even
though the view would have been quite dramatic. You see there
were some black clouds in the sky and we successfully convinced
ourselves that there was a distinct danger of it precipitating
so we gathered up our things and headed back on a different
path. I must say we were feeling quite exhilarated.
had been a good walk and after a bit of an exploratory tour
in the car we headed for home.
now we come to our second walk and the Allotment Committee has
increased by 50%, Richard is with us today. He has been globetrotting
recently, there was a visit to the US of A which he told me
about but I’m not sure he told me the whole story. He
mentioned that he spent some time near the Mexican border but
didn’t go into great detail. Hmmmm, suspicious! It may
be that we shall never know the truth.
I’m jumping the gun a bit because I haven’t given
you details of the walk. The forecast for today promised, or
should I say opined because promises really ought to be kept,
it opined that we may have a thunderstorm. What were we to do?
Well the suggestion came from the depth of Allan’s brain
– what about getting the bus to Oystermouth and walking
from there to the Marina. Good idea we thought, even better
when he capped it by saying we could call in at The Queens and
have pie and chips and a pint. Gosh, how does he think of these
that’s what we did, the Queens was almost full but we
managed to get the last table, the food was substantial and
tasty and the pint of Gower Pride washed it down well.
clouds were gathering as we made our way home and as we were
on the last mile coming out of Singleton Park the wind rustled
the trees and heavy spots of rain surged into a deluge, still
we were now in our neighbourhood and as we couldn’t get
any wetter we squelched on.
very pleasant and satisfying day!