Ynys Mon - or the Isle of Anglesey - is where my dad lives. It's not like anywhere else in Wales. I first starting visiting it when I was tiny: my mother loved it, and her father (the writer, Edmund Vale) once lived for a year on Llandwyn island, near Newborough, with his friend the artist Harry Glazebrook.

Recent pictures:

Just back from staying with my dad for Christmas 2004. After the long drive up on Christmas Eve, I tried to walk across Newborough Warren to the sea, but the path was flooded. So I drove over to one of my favourite beaches, Porth Trecastell.

Tide coming in or going out? Not sure

Very cold but wonderful skies

It was about 1600, so the sun was setting

Billowing foam

The sea chasing me up the beach

Fantastic Anglesey skyscape

And I stopped at Aberffraw to see the dunes

Christmas day 2004 - busy bird table

Snow and first light in the garden

Boxing day 2004: a walk along Newborough beach with Dad

I headed off for Craig y Rhwyd, at the neck of Llandwyn

From Craig y Rhwyd, looking over to Pen-y-parc

The same view from behind the rocks

Looking back over to Snowdonia

Oystercatchers (I think) dabbling for food

Dad enjoying a warm boxing day walk

My brother Barn and I were up in September 2004, and we walked over to Llandwyn island, which we both love.

Kites on Newborough beach, looking over to Snowdonia

On Llandwyn - you can see the 'pepper pot' in the distance on the left hand side

Looking out the other way, towards Aberffraw

My lovely brother Barn, cliffside

One of Llandwyn's little bays