Badgers, Foxes and Chicken Dinner

Hello there

I am writing to you from a lovely farm in the North of Wales, surrounded bu sheep, cows, numerous chickens and cats. But first let me tell you about Newquay and Swansea...

Well there's not that much to tell about Newquay actually. It has lovely sandy beaches and decent surf so I definitely took advantage of this and spent my time laying in the sun on the beach reading. The also have a cute little harbour where I wintnessed seals harrassing boats coming in and out for fish. Interesting....

The next night I spent in Swansea in the South of Wales, just to stop over. Its actually quite a nice little town on the water and I had a bit of a walk around the bay. I had to stay in the B &B as there were no hostels, but it was so nice, the room was GORGEOUS.

I got up at 3.30 am yesterday to catch the train up to Colwyn Bay in the north of wales to come and stay with Jessica's mum, Jane. She lives on a farm and as I mentioned has chickens and cats. Yesterday I asked her if she named her chickens (as those of you who know me well know I have a preoccupation with naming EVERYTHING). She said she didn't as they sometimes didn't last long ie. they became the foxes dinner. And wouldn't you know when we were eating lunch Fantastic Mr. Fox stole a little red hen right from under our nosees. Sly thing.....

There's also a resident badger here, although I haven't seen him yet. Yesterday we went for a walk around Mt. Snowden, in the big mountain range and national park up here. It's absoulutely stunning up here, and quite different scenery to england. The welsh people are nice as well, and they speak welsh which is quite cool.

Of to dublin tomorrow for my 21st tomorrow night. Let the good times roll!