Rough time.
The wind was so strong it blew the cars of the prom across the beach and into the sea they floated up and down like boats without oars. "No not really"!, there was a heavy down pour and a flooded road led us to have to take a diversion we got lost and met with just another diversion due to a flooded road again, we landed up at the top of snowdonia and boy was it cold up there, by the time we got back to the cottage we were ready for a drink and a meal.
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