My Prize.. Finally

So it's Thursday and that means that it's Llangollen for lunch at the Cotton Mill with B and then on to Llandudno and I cannot help but think of you.

B parks up and we walk the pier, as is tradition.  I love that you can walk the length of the pier and hear so many accents and dialects. It begins to rain even before we set foot on the wooden planks so when we finally reach the end, we go into the bar to have our traditional drink, inside the bar. 

After the drink, we head off in the direction that Freddie, my cousin, told us to head for in the hope of finding the holy grail of fish and chip shops.  We wander and look and rationalise and deduce, but we cannot find.  We reach the end of the road and head back, downhill, in the opposite direction and towards the fish and chip shop that we usually frequent, we both feel like we have walked miles.

We are only in Llandudmo for 2 - 3 hours but it's traditional and it's fresh and it's just lovely.

B and I head out for home around 6.30 with Ronan Keating singing to us via a really old CD, another tradition.  I'm home well before 8pm and I'm shattered.  Must be the walking and the sea air that takes it out of you.

I plead with B to let me do some housework and gardening on Friday and technically, "have the day off," and then lounge around for the afternoon, my current idea of bliss.

When I returned home at night, there was  a post office card to say," tried to deliver but parcel too big to leave, please call into the sorting office."  Or words to that effect.  Decided to head there after the morning rush.  I park up, (on double yellows and hope and pray...)  head into the sorting office and present my card.  The post man takes my card, walks away and says; "How are you?  Still at the bank?"  I duck under the window where the light isn't reflecting so that I can see, and look at the postie, he's a customer of old and explain that I haven't been there for 6 years. 

We chat, I bring him up to date, it's nice, I have no idea who the parcel is from.  Turns out... parcel is my prize from Grazia Magazine... finally, from months ago.  My parcel is chock full of John Masters Organics goodies.  My parcel consists of; Calendula hydrating & toning mask, rose & apricot antioxident day creme, blood orange & vanilla body wash, (it's okay, if I concentrate, I can block out the hint of vanilla,) blood orange and vanilla body milk, (yep. this one, I will have to give away.)  Rose foaming face wash, sea salt spray with lavender (for hair, to give you that, "beachy feel,") lavender rosemary shampoo.  Aren't I lucky?  They all smell divine... apart from the vanilla.  I haven't tried everything yet but I love the shampoo and foaming cleanser so far.