It was a gloriously sunny, warm day.
A Dutch couple came in this afternoon for tea. They were spending a few days in this part of the world before moving on. They couldn't pronounce where they were going, just pointed to the map: Betws-y-Coed. I attempted a pronunciation (bets-er-coyd?) but told them they'd hear many different variations until they got there.
I told them how lovely it was that they were seeing so much of Britain.
She said it was her husband's first time here:
"I couldn't get him to come to the UK before," she sighed, "he thinks it rains all the time".
Hope they haven't seen the forecast for tomorrow.
Hope they brought an umbrella.