It was nice to be first to arrrive at Craflwyn. With Emma driving up the drive ahead of me and my Dad bringing up the rear we arrived in convoy and settled into our home for the long weekend.
One of my abiding memories of that first night, was, with ourselves unpacked and dinner cooking on the stove, my dad sidling up next to me, hugging me and telling me that this was such a great spot – a wonderful place.
We thought so. it means a lot to us. 🙂