Last week Tim and I went on holiday to Pembrokeshire with some good friends and it was perfect. We had seaside, a pretty cottage to stay in, log fires, lots of board games to play and the random heatwave meant we had sunshine too, despite it being March.

The beaches were almost empty.

I revisited a place that had a profound effect on me when I was younger (17, I think. I read Frankenstein for my A level English while sat on the cliffs outside).

I fell in love with the fossa, an animal I had never even heard of before.

And I milked a goat. It only stood in the bucket once, despite my hideously long nails.

The rest of my photos were on film so they will follow soon. Keep an eye out on my Flickr photostream.