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Holiday pictures
Here's some photos from my birthday trip to Whtiby and places more north than that even.
View from my brother's sitting room at Staithes. It's so calming being in that room, I adore it.
Looking back to the village from the seabed, when the tide is out. Theses are huge beds of shale. The one I'm on is called penny steel.
My brother's place is on this street, about a minute's walk further up. The harbour has a tiny beach and a cafe called the Sea Drift, where they serve lattes and something called coble cake, and amazing coffee cake.
My brother's place, with palm tree hanging grimly on to life
Me on Whitby Pier, after delicious chips! The circular green shed on legs is a small lighthouse.
Eleanor K's ideal cafe. We didn't go in, sadly. It was closing just as we arrived
The stylish and tasteful Dracula museum was also closed, alas. I can see Nosfertu in the guttering.
This is back in Reading. Not for my birthday, but for my friends' 10 year anniversary party at the weekend: cheesecake of love
The party also had added extra cheese: the cheeseboard has no fewer than FIVE blue cheeses. I find this remarkable.
Finally, the doom of socks and pants. M&S, please don't encourage men to do this.
View from my brother's sitting room at Staithes. It's so calming being in that room, I adore it.
Looking back to the village from the seabed, when the tide is out. Theses are huge beds of shale. The one I'm on is called penny steel.
My brother's place is on this street, about a minute's walk further up. The harbour has a tiny beach and a cafe called the Sea Drift, where they serve lattes and something called coble cake, and amazing coffee cake.
My brother's place, with palm tree hanging grimly on to life
Me on Whitby Pier, after delicious chips! The circular green shed on legs is a small lighthouse.
Eleanor K's ideal cafe. We didn't go in, sadly. It was closing just as we arrived
The stylish and tasteful Dracula museum was also closed, alas. I can see Nosfertu in the guttering.
This is back in Reading. Not for my birthday, but for my friends' 10 year anniversary party at the weekend: cheesecake of love
The party also had added extra cheese: the cheeseboard has no fewer than FIVE blue cheeses. I find this remarkable.
Finally, the doom of socks and pants. M&S, please don't encourage men to do this.
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You're right about the view from the living room it must be beautiful.
Aaah for things like this I do miss England, but I'm absolutely rubbish with the cold. Winters just killed me! Espeicially up North where it can be a little bracing!
And cobble cake! Oh makes me yearn for the Dales a little more. I loved it when it was right on my doorstep. (Well more or less)
I've found that every where I visited in ENgland had something different and I found amazing about it. The one place that I was not that fond off actually was Birmingham.
Coming from a small island with only about 200 years worth of history, England was like a huge playground with so much to offer. I love it still!