SWF in search of ...
Though perhaps it was not a holiday of epic proportions, being in Wales always gave Donna a smile on her face. Half the time she didn't know why that was, but as long as it made her happy, that was all right by her. Her granddad was supposed to be getting some medal of honor in some ceremony or whatever and he'd told her to come along. That was just fine with her, it meant taking a bit of a break since she was in between jobs at the moment. Temp work had been slow over the past couple of months, and so she had to make herself busy, helping out her mother. That meant nearly tearing out her hair and trying not to hit her mother in the face with a frying pan. So far though, she had remained non violent. It was getting to be a close call, and this vacation was just what she needed.
A day or two later, and now here they were in Wales. There wasn't much to do here, and everything she had done, she'd done it before. All that touristy types of things. Instead she decided that this holiday was going to be spent mostly at the pub getting drunk and watching boys half her age. Because most of the ones that were her own age already had wives and only wanted her to be some kind of affair on the side. She'd been through a number of those recently. Men were pigs for the most part. That's why she was looking and not touching as it were.
After she and her grandad had got something to eat for lunch, Wilf decided that he was going to take a stroll and leave Donna to her own devices. And by that, he meant shopping. Since she'd meet him back at the hotel later, Donna headed down one of the avenues, looking for shoes and men and maybe a nice piece of chocolate cake that she could eat later on.