I am turning into Lucy Lastminute when it comes to the scavenger hunt. You'd think a month would be enough notice, wouldn't you, but I realised last night I only had 6 out of the 12 photos organised. Cue the usual last minute scramble!
Thanks as always to Kathy for organising it. Here are my efforts:
I am fairly confident that I win at life for getting this photo. Best station name EVER. (Helpful translation - it means St Mary's church in the hollow of the white hazel near to the rapid whirlpool of Llantysilio of the red cave)
HaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhIloveOscarveryverymuch. Don't you just want to dive into that photo and kiss his little nose? No? Just me?
My two non-alcoholic drinks of choice. Glass of water, black coffee with half a sugar.
The average contents of my purse. I hate carrying cash round with me so there are hardly ever any notes in there.
I wish this could be in smellovision, I really do. They line the sides of a path at work and it smells amazing when you walk along it.
Of a 1937 newspaper on display at Plas Newydd.
Sunshine, Calippo, new minty coloured pumps, freckly knees. All good things.
A May Day feast, Tudor style. Definitely historic.
Walking to the pub whilst on a family camping trip in Anglesey last weekend. There are nine people in this photo, honest there are. You just can't quite see some of them properly.
Do you see what I see?
It's the sea of course! And Holyhead Mountain, which I was forced to climb TWICE. Right up to that very top bit! On an exceedingly hot day too.
Self and maman. We are small people. I am looking super quizzical in this photo for some odd reason.
It was this eyeblindingly yellow in real life. No idea what the plant is called, but it's jolly cheerful.