I woke up in 23 Llys y Tywysog having spent the night comfortably on a futon. Christopher used to be a hotel proprietor in Blackpool so he cooked a wicked breakfast for me and Paul. I saved the toast from turning into a major fire which was the least I could do after their generosity. i had trodden on my specs whilst packing to leave so the first place to stop after Paul had kindly driven me into Rhyl was the optician. Rhyl looked a little better in the morning sun. Sea, beach, and people need sun as the final and essential ingredient in the holiday coctail. The walk was not long via Abergele and Llandulas to Clowyn Bay. The very rare natterjack toad was yet again elusive but there were some interesting sea plants growing on a shingle beach in front of the endless miles of caravans. I met up with Wendy and Jem at Colwyn Bay. They have driven down from London to walk round the Great Orme tomorrow and we are staying the next 2 nights with Jem's brother Pete and his wife Merle. I got a sneak preview of what is to come over the next couple of days on the way to their lovely house near Conwy.