Here is a toad on top of the Great Orme, there were hundreds of them that night everywhere I drove, thousands must have died, why? Apparently they are looking for sex, the poor bugger out on the town at twilight and he ends up getting flashed by me on the way back from the cave. Apart from that all quiet, cleaned up some lines last week, CJD has a leaning wall with a jump to a crimp, so hes excited. Trying not to climb for a week, on day 6 now its hard work.
This Weeks skin report,
mental note stop trying to climb out of holes that are too small.
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