The old gatehouse, I remember when you could still drive through this.

The shop where Dad used to work many years ago (Fingal-Rock), now more of a wine shop than a deli, which had an article from a newspaper or magazine in the window with a wine I wanted to remember.

Church Street in Monmouth which I walked up and down while I was waiting for a cafe to open.

Eventually Coffee #1 opened, which I remembered from my trip to Herefordshire in January was comparatively not too bad as chain coffee places go. I found their wall of fame amusing.

Me on the bus to Newport, a silly picture I took to send to Erika.