We spent Thursday with my big brother and had a relaxing day and a good old fashioned natter. The weather was finally deteriorating so we booked onto a campsite just South of Bristol. With our own peculiar love of Cities we drove straight through Bristol without so much as a glance.

We’d travelled over the Severn Bridge and it’s some bridge, 443 ft towers with a single span of 3240 ft, the third longest span in the country, beaten by the bridges over the Humber and the Firth of Forth. Spring tides are 41 ft and second in the world to the Bay of Fundy, Nova Scotia, Canada.

On the Welsh side I noticed that we’d crossed a river and was not impressed but soon realised that the bridge , as I thought it was, was only getting us onto the main span. I don’t know if it’s possible to get vertigo in a vehicle but my legs certainly went wobbly.

Friday and it was still raining but at 3.17 am. I became a Great Aunt again to a healthy 9lb 7oz baby girl, both Mum and baby are fine.

It was our first and last visit to Weston Super Mare. We couldn’t find anywhere to park, Belinda(Tom Tom the sat nav) couldn’t find a way into Halfords, she found Halfords and we could see it but I think they had hidden the entrance, either that or it was some kind of test which we failed! Towns and us two are not compatible.

I did manage to direct Pat along a Toll road (toll not operating at this time of the year) and we followed it around Worlebury hill. It finally ends up at Sand Point (just north of Weston Super Mare), a headland that was fortified in the Iron age. We didn’t manage to climb up to the Fort because the wind was too strong and cold. We went for a walk along the base of the cliff and I’ve never really been anywhere like it. It was a large expanse of mud with parallel channels cut into it, I think by retreating tides. The grassy area appears to regularly covered by the sea at high tide.

On the way back we stopped at the old pier. What a shame it’s being left to go derelict. It is one of two piers that were built at Weston Super Mare between 1867 and 1904 adding a touch of Victorian and Edwardian architecture. An outcrop of rock was used for the foundations of the pier building and the walkway is on stilts around it and also links the whole thing to the mainland.

We’ve been lucky today because we’ve been indoors every time it’s rained, and rained it has, at times it was impossible to see where you were going and in town we saw a woman with her shoulder fixed firmly into the inside of her umbrella desperately trying to push it through the wind.

It’s now 8 pm and the wind is howling and trying to turn the van over, it’s throwing the rain at us in bucketfuls but we’re warm and snug inside and looking forward to Exmoor tomorrow - we're hoping the wind drops a bit by then.