Cool

A couple of hours spent on the beach, followed by a drive to South Stack and a climb down to the lighthouse there.

Just before we arrived back to the camp site, we nipped down a country track to a local chapel and en route I spotted a red squirrel.

The excitement of this was soon quelled when I found a baby Goldcrest dead in the lane. No visible signs of injury and he/she still felt warm. Very sad as I rarely see these beautiful little birds.

George and I laid him to rest in the cemetery next to the church.