Unable to sleep, we got up early and ventured a walk.
We had been informed by a good friend that an area of Newport was very quiet and ideal for walking.
Given the weather was squally, and the hour early when we set out, we did not see another soul.
We did see the wild flowers glistening like jewels in the hedgerows, the clouds running across the sky being chased by the wind, and the river slowly going home to the sea.