Days Six and Seven

Oh, we do like to be beside the seaside… It’s a famous, or infamous, line from a well known and cherished song, my parents know it, my grandparents used to sing it to me when I was a child (and other songs/rhymes I’ve long since forgotten all the words too), and it’s still true today….

Days Four and Five

After our day of respite we were reenergised and ready to head out once more into the 'wilds' of the north of England, also known as Cumbria and North Yorkshire. From Orton we headed southwest to Sedberg and then east along the Wensley Dale – infamous for hardy sheep, cheese, and Wallace & Gromit –…

Days Two and Three

Day two was the beginning of us really taking it easy, once again we arose late, we ate some brunch and talked about where we'd go and what we might do. Given that we were so reticent to leave it's a wonder we saw anything at all, but eventually we did head off and our…

Day One of Our Northern Adventures

Rising early was not happening, well, it was on the cards, to be up early and walk about the village, take in the sights of village life before returning for breakfast and heading off for a day filled with adventure and exploration. What actually happened though was more along these lines: slept in til mid-morning,…

From London with Love

There's only one thing worse than being in an hotel at a major airport, it's being in that same said hotel that's right at the airport and because it's so close it has neither opening windows (cause really, who wants to sniff airline fuel) nor air-conditioning that works properly. So what you're left with is…

Kings Lynn to Ely

Exhaustion is definitely starting to take hold, not because the days are so terribly long or arduous, but because there’s been so many of them. Three and a half weeks of nearly constantly moving (other than the couple of days in Oban and Hutton where we still travelled but stayed in the same digs overnight)…

Hutton to Hull to Kings Lynn

Wow, what can be said? It's been a whirlwind couple of days, and as I'm now drinking a glass of Mulled Wine after a three hours of constant driving I'm not entirely sure I can a lot at all. Hutton, as you can expect, is a beautiful spot, the village is 'the' quintessential Yorkshire village…

Hutton le Hole Again

No matter how well you can plan out a day’s itinerary, some days leave you with your jaw hanging. Not because they’ve gone so terribly awry, but because they haven’t, despite the weather’s best intentions and how strong the will to just not bother becomes. Today was one of those days. We woke with the…

Hutton and Surrounds

It was lovely waking up slowly today, listening to the chirp of the morning birds as they fluttered here and there just outside our westerly window from which we can equally see a small stream go flowing by. Last time we were here the stream was a sedate trickle, right now it's positively gushing! The…

Skeeby to Hutton le Hole

And the heavens opened. That’s the best way to describe what we woke up to this morning. During the night it had started to rain, the sound of the pitter-patter was quite lovely, until it turned into a complete washout when we opened the curtains. When it came time to check-out we backed the car…

Skeeby and North Yorkshire

An interesting day today, a good night’s sleep, no nasty surprises during the night, all in all a wonderful start to the day, and it didn’t take on any freaky-Friday hallmarks as the day wore on either! From Skeeby we drove down to Northallerton to once again delve into the historical/genealogical books in search of…

Chester-le-Street – Skeeby

We're not entirely sure where today went either, it certainly began early enough with us both being awake and on the go by 6:15am, and somehow we made it to the car and on the road by 8:45 – after several cups of tea and some nattering over the days plans, and yes, that is…