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| The cottage on the RiverDyfi in Wales. | A lovely setting surrounded by pastures full of sheep and lambs. | The sitting room. | Open beams and huge fireplace. | The kitchen in the old dairy area. |
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| Our nearest neighbours... | providing a constant chorus... | from first light. | On a walk near the cottage... | |
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| A bridge in the Coed-y-Brenin Forest Park. | The view from the bridge. | And the other direction... | Flyte discovers the joys of splashing about... | |
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| and wading... | and body surfing... | and water-biting... | and fishing for sticks. | Back to dry land. |
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| Jean helping grandson Cai up the bank. | Two happy boys... | Early violets... | "I caught it... I eat it!" | Cai, Ianto and Flyte... each with his mind on a different thing. |
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| "Where's Flyte?" | The packhorse bridge at Dinas-mawddwy. | |||
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| Jean and her school-chum, Jane Seabury. Just across the Welsh border into Shropshire. | The Lawley. There is an Iron Age Hillfort on the summit. | |||
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| Old drove road. | Rheilffordd Talyllyn Railway. | The steam is up... | Flyte came with us and even had his own ticket. | |
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| Looking for Thomas the Tank Engine. | ||||
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| End of the line and of the visit to Wales. | ||||