Brecon, Andrew.

Wed 5th Aug.

I felt like absolute shit - hungover and not enough sleep - so nearly rang Catrin to postpone our trip, but thought better of it. Her and Phoebe called in at 11.30 and chatted with my dad for a while. We drove up through Merthyr Tydfil to something starting with P, to the Brecon Mountain Railway, a steam engine tourist ride through the mountain, next to the Brecon Beacons.
Catrin played a triple CD called Seventies Dinner Party, which was chocka-block full of seventies songs )as the title would suggest), some of which I hadn't heard for 30 years!!! Singing along madly all the way there!
Phoebe was the official navigator, but we got lost on the outskirts of Merthyr so just took a few turns that looked like they may lead to a mountain railway! lol.
Hung around the centre for a while, waiting for the train. Met two of the most gorgeous fluffy white dogs! One was a Samoyed and the other was a Japanese Spitz.
The steam engine was beautiful. It took us at a slow pace 3.5 miles along, past Taf Fechan reservoir, then backwards to a platform on the reservoir's edge.
Queued up for about 4 hours for a coffe and sandwich, then sat at the picnic benches. We decided to wait until the train came around again instead of continuing with it this time, and went in to the playground with Phoebe. Chatted away and took photos.
Caught the train back again and Catrin bought me a "Iechyd Da" mug from the souvenier shop.
Drove home in hysterics, singing along to some more of the seventies songs. Was crying with laughter!!

They dropped me off at tea time, and Andrew Surridge txted. Him and his mrs, Donna, picked me up in his white convertible Ford Escort! How cool! And he had Divine Madness playing on the dvd player in the front. Wicked.
Went to the Walston Castle down Penarth Marina. Sat outside and chatted for ages. He said I should just go to Ken's house, and was going to tell me where he lived, but I refused.