I was climbing high, high up Pen Dinas Head among the sparkling yellow gorse, sea birds and white heather, with the oily sheep huddled together against the wind
Your name
Your Email
Report this quote because: The quote is spamThe quote should be marked as matureThe quote is abusiveThe quote is violentThe quote suggests the author might be at risk of hurting themselvesThe quote infringes upon my copyrightThe quote contains my private informationOther
Why are you reporting this quote?
Cancel