Sunday, 30 August 2009

Drying out

Well you lot forgot to pray for good weather for me, didn't you? Come on, own up. And I did ask so nicely...

It was wet, cold and windy in Pembrokeshire. And seasoned camper that I am, I forgot to pack any footwear other than sandals. We did get a few sunny days, so we had a good time anyway, and I came back to a sale to Fiction Feast so it's not all bad. Here's our tent on a rare good day:




And here's the state of the waterlogged field and my poor, poor, miserable feet:



The kids had fun. We went to a reconstructed Iron Age village. Here's my son, fearsomely warpainted with woad:

Other than that we saw plenty of rainbows. Considered mugging fellow campers for their wellies. Learnt that the tent leaks in three places. Worked out an arrangement for cooking inside the tent. Visited St David's Cathedral and Pembroke castle. Walked miles of clifftop paths. Brought home a set of slate place mats and a lot of muddy clothes.

And read a book about the last invasion of Britain - in 1797 a motley crew of Frenchmen led by an American landed near Fishguard in an attempt to rally the British peasants in revolt against the government. They failed, and were rounded up by a Welshwoman named Jemima. (And you all thought 1066 was the last time Britain was invaded, didn't you? Glad to have taught you something new!) There's a tapestry depicting this invasion, too. Bayeux, eat your heart out.

20 comments:

Julie P said...

Sounds like you had a marvellous time inspite of the weather! And you son looks very fearsome - a true warrior!

Julie xx

Juliet Boyd said...

But when the weather was good you had a fabulous view.

Someone I know, who lives in Cornwall, said that they are now sick of seeing rainbows!

HelenMHunt said...

Glad you had a good time.

Simon Whaley said...

Congratulations on your sale to Fiction Feast. Norah emailed me last week to buy one of my stories too - my first sale in Fiction Feast!

Pembrokeshire is inspirational, whatever the weather!

womagwriter said...

Well done Simon! I think Norah had a buying spree last week - I know a few other writers who had good news too. Perhaps we'll all be in the same issue?

Colette said...

Sorry about the weather. I will pray harder next time I promise. Sounds like you still managed to have a good time though.

Jan Jones said...

Were there no shops selling wellies?

Nice to hear about everyone's sales!

womagwriter said...

Jan - yes I could have bought wellies, but I set myself a challenge this year of buying no clothes, shoes or bags all year... so just had to suffer!

Bernadette said...

Shame about the weather, but it doesn't seem to have stopped you having fun.

Well done on the sale, too!

Debs said...

Sounds like you had a great time, despite the weather.

Congratulations on the sale.

Patsy said...

I'm glad you had a good time and I'm sure the news of a sale to Fiction Feast helped take your mind off your feet.

Honeysuckle said...

I recognise that scenario - wet weather and no wellies - from the west of Scotland two weeks earlier - next year it's definitiely south and east for us! Sounds like you had a good time anyway tho'.

Congrats on the sale.

Olivia Ryan said...

Glad you and the kids still had fun. Holidays in Britain can be great, can't they - but the weather's always a gamble!

Well done with the sale. I thought all the mag editors had gone to sleep - I haven't heard from any of them for weeks ... no sales but at least that means no rejections either ! :)

Lily Sheehan said...

That all sounds v. eventful. Sorry I did not pray for weather, but saying that when I do it never works. Congrats on the FF sale!

Lynne Hackles said...

Looks like your campsite was the one overlooking Newport beach. I live about ten miles from there. Pity we didn't arrange something so you could have come and dried out by the Aga.
Did you see any red squirrels near the iron Age fort?

womagwriter said...

Now you tell me, Lynne! Mind you, had I known you were local before, I might well have moved in and pitched my sleeping bag beside your Aga.

No, didn't see any red squirrels by the fort. Too busy looking out for the iron age chieftain who'd been turned into a wolf by the bad witch, or whatever the storyteller was telling us...

Queenie said...

So glad it went well, and congrats on the sale!

Quillers said...

Welcome home, Kath. Jemima deserves her own story, doesn't she?

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Antonia said...

What a great time you've had! Lovely.