Erika on the train on the way there with her little toy sushi set.

On the playground of the pub where we went for lunch after arriving.

Erika and Grandma running around in the little playground.

The English wine Mum had got, made locally, and quite drinkable.

Once Erika had gone to sleep, I decided to pop to the Cross Keys for a bit.

Had a very pleasant half hour sat in a corner reminsicing about my childhood home.

Erika, sleeping beauty.