Take Caer Leon

The final day of our weekend saw us heading back to Sarah's friends to collect her two dogs, Lola and Lacey. We then headed off the beach for them to stretch their legs before taking them on the long journey home. A small bit about the dogs; Lola is a bouncy, yapping Jack Russell, with a penchant for killing letters; Lacey is a laid back Labrador who has an appetite to put Mr Creosote to shame.

Lola Monkey - looking for something to bark at

Lacey Pups - looking rather exasperated at her sister

We walked them on the beach, but it was not actually that much fun as the beach was a pebble beach rather than a sand one meaning every step was precarious. So, we admired the view for a few moments before heading back to where we came and after meeting up with a friend for lunch at a local pub, we made our way slowly back to England.

On the way back though i couldnt resist stopping off at Caerleon, a Roman town with a lovely ampitheatre and garrison. It is also a place steeped in Arthurian legend, with Arthur being crowned there (allegedly) and the ampitheatre being a possible source for the "round table" part of the legend. I always love monuments that you can clamber over, and the ampitheatre was one such monument.

Source of the round table? It was more egg-shaped to me

We clambered around the ruins for a short while, and visited the remains of the garrison just across the car park all to the dulcet tones of a Jack Russell yapping at everyone who dared to pass by the car, before deciding we really should head off and return home.

Sarah likes clambering as much as i do....perfect match!