Sunday 14th May 1933

A sunny morning. Away by 10. Leaving the mountains behind, we came by green lanes and moor land to Llanrhaiadr. Pisytyl Rhaiadr, a wonderfull waterfall about 150 feet high. Had lunch at the foot. Later I climbed beside the fall to the top – a few anxious moments!

On across the border into England. Shrewsbury. Made a quick decision and changed our course. Wolverhampton, Birmingham, Stratford on Avon (at high speed). Birmingham, a dreadful city; miles and miles of it! Shottery Hostel. (Parked the car nearby). A large hostel, well fitted – and with mattressed bunk beds! Big dormitory; six of us. Early to bed.