We have had a very pleasant long weekend in Porthcawl, the town where I was born and grew up.
This view is of the main prom, which has little cafes that sells the most delish Italian ice cream and coffee.
But we stay here, in the little village of Newton just a mile from the town.
We had some beautiful sunshiny days although there was a sea breeze as well, so quite chilly in the shade.
But we enjoyed the whole time we were away.
I met up with my friend that I have known since we were 8 so a long, long time and my cousin.
Home again now but we shall be back there next year, just to tend the graves and leave flowers for my mother, grand parents and aunts.
Always a bit of sadness when I see my mother's name on the grave. I was two and a half when she died, so I have a limited memory of her, just a vague scene of someone in a bed.