A week in north Wales by the beach. Chilling out with the "invisible puffles" and Barney the dog. Joined Grandad each day to get the newspaper first thing in the morning. Relaxing each day on da beach. Walked to the top of the Great Orme and back. No problems. Grace decided to take the Tram!!!
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Dear Alex,
Grandad was pleased that he had one reliable helper to fetch the papers each morning for the grown ups who were still in bed! You deserved your breakfast.
I was told that you almost ran up the Great Orme you were going so fast, next year I want walk it as well, do you think you could carry me if the going got tough?
Love Grandi xx
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