Why on earth had I let Rob persuade me to go climbing over the rocks with him? Even worse, why hadn’t we turned back while we still could before the tide came in? But there was no point worrying about that. We had to get through the night, marooned halfway up the cliff, with no means of contacting anyone. Why is it that mobile phones never have any reception when needed?
Our garden’s full of lots of frogs and when the rain doth fall
They all crawl out from beneath their rocks and under the garden wall.
They hop around from rock to rock and climb right through the netting,
They frolic all down our garden path really enjoying their wetting.
But it’s also such a magical place, you’ll just have to see it again,
but leave enough time for you to go for a ride on the funicular train,
Harry sat on a stone wall at the side of the river Lyn, remembering the first time he had sat here. It had been August 1952, just before the devastating floods. That was over half a century ago, when he was on honeymoon with his beloved wife, Sally.