Since my last posting we have not been sitting still, indeed much has been done and continues to be done. The Makos are still winning, giving me much pleasure, not long to go now boys. My god I'm pleased I am not a Wellington supporter, must be very lonely.
Starting at the beginning, our last full day at Laverton had us going for a little train trip from Bedale to Redline, known as the Wensleydale railway. Now it just so happens that my GGG grandparents, the Edens, were from Bedale so a bit of nostalgia here.
Starting at the beginning, our last full day at Laverton had us going for a little train trip from Bedale to Redline, known as the Wensleydale railway. Now it just so happens that my GGG grandparents, the Edens, were from Bedale so a bit of nostalgia here.
Bedale church where GGG grandparents Eden were married
Bedale station, start of our Wensleydale railway experience.
The Wensleydale railway was formed by a group of enthusiasts in 2003 and is a restored section of a branch line that was closed finally in the 90s, having survived an earlier closure back in the 50s. These people have done a wonderful job and now there is a railway , complete with stations and all the other paraphernalia required to run three return trips daily. Most enjoyable, might even make a railway buff out of me yet. Later in the day we went on to Richmond and a quick visit to the castle, very good display explaining the feudal system and how it worked.
Richmond from atop its castle.
Alas, yesterday was the last that we could spend in the cottage we had called home for a week in Laverton and so after our usual toast and cuppa it was time to move on once more, out of the Dales and up onto the moors. The moors are quite a different kettle of Yorkshire puddings, much more French, the villages with orange tiled roofs and even the names of the villages. We are to experience village life in Hutton le Hole and when I say in I mean in. We are slap bang in the middle of the village green surrounded by sheep, there are no fences up here in the moors national park so they wander here there and everywhere. Village has a pub across the road, a couple of tearooms and the Ryedale folk museum. Mrs Currin dosen't want to visit the museum but I may get her in the pub.
Our house in the middle of the village green.
Village church, now a coffee shop
Pub right across the road.
Arrived here last evening and though we may try the pub for diner, but soon found we were too tired so had a quiet night in instead.
Today we headed to the coast, stopping for coffee in Norton le Dale on the way and couldn't help noticing the below sign, breakfasts in particular CAN be quite cheap and you certainly get plenty. Wish you were here Murray.
That'a $10.50 NZ money
Whilst talking about Murray, he came to mind the other day, I was reminded of when he told us about when he first arrived in Palmerston North he was startled to hear over the radio an ad. for a huge bra sale at Farmers and wondered at all the big breasted woman that must be wandering around Palmy. Well, as I say I was reminded of our Murray when, on the news the other day, a massive man hunt was announced. Looking for a massive man they are.....Murray??
Anyway back to the trip to the seaside. It has been a wonderful day with temperatures in the low 20s and what better place to go on such a day that Scarborough, that icon of English beach resorts, up there with Brighton , Blackpool and Great Yarmouth along with many many others. Well we have had a great old time and never got any further along the coast than Scarborough itself.
Scarborough from the castle.
The obligatory donkeys on the beach.
Life before personal communication devices in the police.
800 year old church next to the castle.
Just back from the pub where we had supper tonight, roast and it was delicious. Beef for Mrs Currin and Lamb for yours truly, couldn't help following up with sticky date pud. The end to a near perfect day. Probably head back up the coast tomorrow, see how far we get....I hear they have award winning fish and chips in Whitby....himmmmm.
Yesterday on our way here we stopped and visited an 18th c. house and rather a good collection of prints from the era, all reproducing Joshua Reynolds original portraits by a method known as mezzotinting. This produces an almost photographic result and for the age must have been something pretty impressive.
Example of mezzotinting (Sorry about reflections)
Well another another day, another blog...so it's goodbye from me and its goodbye to you.
All the best and take care,
David
Nice to catch up last night. Everybody seemed to be amply sufficed with my tucker. You enjoy your fish and chips in Whitby. Taking Mei to the Chinese Community Centre to check out the mahjong now. Take care.
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