With Sophie and Sugar mooching about on the end of their line outside the awning I made tea and toast and had a leisurely al fresco breakfast then started the process of tidying up and packing up. I think the dogs realised it was going home day when I put their bed out on the grass in preparation for taking the awning down, and they didn't look happy at all - in fact they looked like I felt! It was just gone noon when I rolled the awning into its bag and stowed it away in the van, then with a check round the pitch for any unaccounted-for tent pegs I put the dogs in the back of the van and drove off the site for the last time.
As per usual on going home day I drove down to the promenade, parked up and took Sophie and Sugar for a good walk along the beach before setting off for home properly, but driving along the main road I made one brief and final stop. Set back off the road in a decent sized garden was an unusually-shaped house which had intrigued me every time I passed it, and I'd often thought about stopping to take a photo of it but had never actually done so. It was one of those places that you catch a fleeting glimpse of while driving past and you think "Oh that looks nice" but you never actually see it properly - well now I was just about to. There was a handy lay-by just across the road from it so I pulled in there and went across to have a proper look and found that the house was actually the bottom half of a windmill with other bits added on. It looked really nice, and just the sort of quirky place I'd like to live if I could; I would have loved to be able to look round inside but as that was never going to happen I had to be happy with a photo of it from just inside the gate.
That was my final photo of the holiday, and once I was back on the road I didn't stop again until I got home. It was a very pleasant drive back in the sunshine and I was well ahead of the start of the rush hour so there were no delays, and I had plenty of time to chill out before I went to work at 5pm. Weather-wise the holiday had been a bit of a mixed bag with five good days and five bad ones, but even though I hadn't been to as many places as I would have liked I'd still had a good break - and because I hadn't taken as many photos as I wanted to I had a good excuse to make yet another trip to Anglesey some other time.
