These posts come from a holiday in Anglesey -- you can see a few family pictures on Rosey's website Through Rosey's Tinted Spectacles here, here, and here.
1. The mother across the aisle from us whiles away the journey by singing to her baby. She has a version of Row Row Row Your Boat which I haven't heard before, involving various animals and what you mustn't forget to do if you see them.
2. We bargain with my father who is picking us up so that we can get off the train at Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch... because who wouldn't want to have their picture taken under the sign. There is some irony in the fact that passengers must get off from the middle of the train as the platform is too short to accomodate the ends of the two carriages.
3. At the house, there is a cake (made by my aunt) which depicts my father lying in a hammock with a large bottle of beer clutched to his chest.