Another weekend away.
This time visiting Averil ( of the Calendar Customs web site fame) and John. (Hi Averil and John 🙂 )
The journey up north, on a Friday, is always horrendous.
This time was no exception – nose to tail traffic, roadworks, fog. Lovely.
But we do have something en route to look forward to.
It’s a tradition.
We stop at the Heston Blumenthaled Little Chef on the A1 and visit the moo-ing loos.
The loo ceiling is painted to look like a sunny day. And the toilets gently moo and baa at you as you relax to the sound of a stream gurgling in the background.
It really should be a tourist destination in its own right.
Saturday the boys stayed home for a mammoth board gaming session whilst Averil, Youngest Child and I caught the bus into Newcastle to try and wrestle up a bit of festive spirit.
Fenwicks Christmas window.
You cannot see this and not feel like Christmas is just around the corner.
Youngest Child then attempted to eat her way around the world with Sushi for lunch followed by a Freshly cooked crepe from the French creperie in the Grainger market, followed by macarons from the French artisan baker, followed by bubble tea in Newcastles China town
By the time we’d also gone down to see the revamped Quayside (not a dodgy nightclub in sight)
St Nicholas cathedral
And the disturbing vampire rabbit
We were just about able to stagger back to the bus station to catch the bus back to Corbridge.
And I even heard a “bobby dazzler” and an “oh la la” during our wanderings