





Dear Friend
How are you feeling today? I’m a little frustrated. All because of this erratic British weather system. It’s like winter here in Wales, and it’s totally messing with my emotions. Is it affecting you at all? Ah well, I won’t let it get me down, because in more exciting news, I'm heading to West Wales in a couple of days to stay in my “house on the beach”!
I keep saying “I’m running away”. I’m not sure why I think I’m running away. From what exactly? The weather? Life in general? Myself?
There’s something poetic about describing my West Wales staycations as “running away”. For me, it conjures up images of spontaneity, freedom, and a dash of rebelliousness - even when the destination is my dream home, my favourite beach house, nestled in a bay on the Cardiganshire coastline.
This isn’t just any kind of getaway; it’s my sanctuary, a place where time seems to slow down and the burdens of my daily life melt away.
As some of you may know, the beach house itself isn’t mine, b…