Andy, Jess and Leo arrived shortly after midnight, so it was 1 am before we got to bed, which meant a fairly late start. The morning started with a slow breakfast, after which Jo and I took Leo and Brody on the nature reserve and Leo spotted things in the bay below - 'Boat, Ball, Fly' were the most common three words. Boats there were, balls were buoys and fly was mainly butterflies, or possibly moths, I don't think I have seen this species before, but it's hard to tell, every time I get close and interested dog frightens them away. A man we had met before warned us of adders on the hill, so we kept to the paths and did not venture into the undergrowth, or allow Brody to. Back at the bungalow some time was spent on the patio with Leo and a paddling pool, which we barely filled to more than a couple of inches in the middle of the garden. The bubbles were also out and so was next doors washing. Some foul language was heard from over the fence, in general a complaint about us not making good use of the miles of beaches and allowing bubbles to come over the fence and land on the washing. All quite unnecessary, but it led to Andy whistling "I'm forever blowing bubbles" for (quite) a few minutes.
Soon we began to get hungry and walked down to town. Andy bought some flip-flops and a pair of sandals for Leo, they are slightly wedge shaped and he took a while to get used to them We had lunch at The White Rose, where there was a rugby match on the TV. The food is good, and we all enjoyed it.
Then we played on the beach with Leo and Brody, and a retriever who doesn't return the ball. After that we walked to the Mumbles pier, the bar was closed for a private function, so we returned to the bungalow and Jo prepared some food, which we ate on the patio on another lovely summer evening.
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