Caswell, Bay, the Mumbles, Glamorgan.
The hotel overlooks Rhossili Bay, where we holidayed as children, with our cousins.
It doesn't always look so grim, see here.
The Worm's Head.
Agh!. Anyway, about three and a half hours later, I was home. Hot shower. Bed. Wonderful. She'd have worried about me driving in that horrible weather, my mum, my friend.
The Red Dirt Girl, my 'very special friend' wrote a piece about her.