So this time next week, I'll be in my little home town in N.Wales, visiting my family. I sadly don't get to see them very often probably only once a year, so I'm particularly excited to be heading up there.
This image I took some years ago, I'm stood on a mountain larger in size than the one in the distance. The little town never seems to change, (apart from some expansion in retail estates) but this view hasn't changed one bit from when I was a young girl delivering newspapers to the cottages on this mountain, it was some mean feat every morning traipsing up and down the hilly roads at 6.30am, and at a time when newspapers where heavy and bulky and carried in a bag over your shoulder.
What you can't see in this photo is the actual full scape of the town, which has hills and mountains to the North and South. whilst on the East is the North sea, and to the West is the Irish Sea.
It was the most fabulous place to grow up, especially in the summer, with so much to keep us entertained, and all within walking distance.