And....

And after the trip to see the venue for Cwtch Freya txted me and said "Still on for tonight?" so we drove into town and walked up 3 flights of stairs to find where she was at her mates house, brought her back here for a handing over of pressies then headed up the road to the Tafarn in Llangain where we had a delicious dinner. With no wine for Freya, she was still hungover from yesterday

Nooneraft Out

And we went out to try and find the site of the Cwtch next month. We were able to find it and tried another route on the way back which is much quicker, A road instead of B road. It took about 45 mins to get there but less than 40 getting back. But no interweb, no phone, nothing up there