Oxwich family reunion

After our usual Saturday pancake breakfast, we packed the car and by eleven headed to the Gower. The roads were far less busy than the morning news led us to believe, and just after one we arrived in Oxwich Bay, and ate our picnic lunch sitting on the beach. Threatened thunderstorms and downpours failed to materialise, although it remained overcast, and cooler than yesterday. We checked in at two and installed ourselves in the static caravan we hired for our four dsy family reunion. Owain arrived with Kath and Anto at three, and after they unpacked, we went to the beach so that Owain Ksth and Clare could swim as the tide was on its way in.

We had a very pleasant supper at the Oxwich Bay hotel, and then walked on the beach again until dusk. Earlier there had been a wedding reception in a giant msrquee in the hotel grounds. We saw the bride and groom being romantically photographed at the water's edge. Half a dozen fires were burning along the foreshore, in the vicinity of a line of parked camper vans. The smell of smoke lingered in the still air, but not of cooking, oddly enough.

It was dark by the time we returned and we sat outside with drinks and chatted in the dark before turning in, happy and calmed by a quiet uncrowded afternoon and evening in our favourite unspoiled British holiday venue. Where are all the staycationers today I wonder?